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alt-J - Get Better (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
alt-J
alt-J
Background Vocals
Gus Unger-Hamilton
Gus Unger-Hamilton
Keyboards
Joe Newman
Joe Newman
Guitar
Thom Green
Thom Green
Drums
Charlie Andrew
Charlie Andrew
Programming
April Unger-Hamilton
April Unger-Hamilton
Spoken Word
Trevor Mires
Trevor Mires
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Newman
Joe Newman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
alt-J
alt-J
Recording Engineer
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer
Charlie Andrew
Charlie Andrew
Producer
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hallelujah, I'm listening to a recording of you sleeping next to me A cappella, I'm listening to you cover Elliott Smith's 'Angeles' It's these times I'll need if you go It's these times I'll need if you go So Get better, my darling I know you will Get better, my darling I know you will get better I'm drawn to the motorway The cold whoosh of trucks passing This nighttime under sodium light The orange spread is soul-quieting A younger you and a younger me Meeting at the serpentine I am yours, you are mine Happy birthday Stuff smuggled in a card I made It rests under your pillow When out of ICU, you'll cringe at all the 'I love you's' That card retired the life of one biro At this time I wanted you to know At this time I wanted you to know Get better, my darling I hope you will Get better, my darling I hope you will get better I'll start the day with tiramisu Raise a spoon to frontline workers An underfunded principle They risk all to be there for us A younger you and a younger me Meeting at the serpentine I am yours, you are mine You were the baker, I'll christen this new era With the smell of freshly baked bread Your Nutella, I'll keep it in the cellar You were always a fan of that spread Six months on, there's a car crash outside The fire brigade using the jaws of life No flush at night to sound your return I still pretend you're only out of sight Front garden bouquet, I threw it at the fire brigade I was admonished and told to go back inside From the living room window I stand and watch the white sheet go Over the family car and I closed my eyes I still pretend you're only out of sight In another room, smiling at your phone I still pretend you're only out of sight In another room, smiling at your phone I still pretend you're only out of sight In another room, smiling at your phone I still pretend you're only out of sight In another room, smiling at your phone I still pretend A younger me, a younger you Meeting at the serpentine The beginning of Spring, you wore those yellow ripped jeans Your look defined my 2009 Your shyness stoked my boldness "Shall we go in?" I smiled Your hand warmed walking through the gallery "Get better!" I know I will "Get better!" My darling I know I will
Writer(s): Thomas Green, Joe Newman, Augustus Unger Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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