Plain Sailing Weather

Frank Turner

Intro/Chorus Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather And I can fuck up anything, anything. It was a wonderful life when we were together, And now I've fucked up every little goddamn thing. Verse 1 Amelie lied to me, this was supposed to be easy. I found the one damn person to help me fall asleep in the night. But sleeping gets tiring, and dark reminds me of dying, And as long as this feeble heart is still beating, You will find me rushing through every room, switching on all the lights. Pre-Chorus The problem with falling in love in latenight bars Is that there's always more nights, there's always more bars. The problem with showing your lover your scars Is that everybody's lover is covered in scars. Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather And I can fuck up anything, anything. It was a wonderful life when we were together, And now I've fucked up every Verse 2 Things got fractious, and I felt faithless, At that moment just before the dawn when everything falls apart. But baby I didn't mean it, for things to get desperate. I let slip my guard, let go of the rudder, Now we're drifting in the current away from one another. Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather And I can fuck up anything, anything. It was a wonderful life when we were together, And now I've fucked up every thing. Give me one fine day of plain sailing weather And I can fuck up anything, anything. It was a wonderful life when we were together, And now I've fucked up every little goddamn thing. Bridge every little goddamn thing every little goddamn thing (let ring) every little goddamn thing I've been skirting round the rim of doing something Brave, and not just standing, but jumping in, Of making circles into squares, of laying down The bare facts like a burden I can't bear. And I can almost find the words, but I can see the way you'd (this part I couldn't figure out...) Fold your hands, speak my name like a curse Upon your pretty lips, the pressured white behind your fingertips. Outro And when you see me for all that I am I couldn't make mistakes to make a difference any more. I'd throw myself down on my knees, at your hands, And beg you for forgiveness for my fuckups and my faults. And maybe you'd relent and return my hope for our forever, Lift up your precious hands, and then bring yours and mine together, So just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather. Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather.

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