Nhạc sĩ: Frank Turner
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So yeah, so by popular demand, we are going to come back around to Unhappy Love,
but it's because we have to finish the story that I started telling earlier.
The relationship that I mentioned, as I also mentioned, it came to a sticky end.
It didn't work out in the long run.
It took quite a long time to reach its final conclusion, but reach it, it did.
And then and I wrote a whole album about that process
that was called Take That Card that came out back in 2013.
And there was one particular moment, though.
I had this pivotal day in my life.
I was in Sydney International Airport, of all places.
And I was on I was changing planes.
I was flying from New Zealand to Shanghai
because my booking agent at the time was trying to murder me, as far as I can tell.
And so I was on my own.
I was very tired.
I was very jet lagged.
I was pretty lonely.
And to be honest, I was pretty *** face drunk as well.
And I got my phone out and thought to myself,
now is the perfect time to call my recently ex-girlfriend and see how she's doing.
So I did.
I don't know if you've ever made a phone call where it becomes apparent
the moment the other person answers that you've made a grave and terrible error.
But such was this phone call.
She answered and in very short order,
I learned a number of harsh but true things about myself.
And then she hung up and it wasn't much fun.
But it was an important moment because, first of all,
I realized it was definitely done.
I knew that she had to move forward and heal and I had to let her do that.
And I needed to move on in my life,
but also to recognize what a great human being she was
and the things that I'd learned and try and take something positive from it.
So I wrote a song about that moment in Sydney International Airport
and it goes a little something like this.
Some mornings I pray for evenings, for the day to be done.
Some summer days I hide away, wait for rain to come.
As it turns out, hell will not be found within the fires below.
But I'm making do, I'm muddling through, when you know where else to go.
And then I remember you, and the way you shine like truth in all you do.
And if you remembered me, you could save me from the way I tend to be, the way I tend to be.
Some days I wake up, days my dear, I don't know where I am.
I've been running now so long I'm scared, I've forgotten how to stand.
I stand around in airport bars, I gather thoughts to think.
If all I had was one long road, it would drive a man to drink.
And then I remember you, and the way you shine like truth in all you do.
And if you remembered me, you could save me from the way I tend to be.
Cause I said I love you so many times that the words kinda died in my mouth.
I meant it each time with each beautiful passing but somehow it never works out.
And when you stood apart in my countless heart and you told me you're near so other,
that love is about all the changes you make and not just three small ones.
And then I catch myself
catching your scent on someone else in a crowded space.
And it takes me somewhere I cannot quite place.
And then I remember you, and the way you shine like truth in all you do.
And if you remembered me, you could save me from the way I tend to be.
The way I tend to be.
The way I tend to be.
The way I tend to be.