How It Began - Frank Turner

Dear Josh, old friend

Apologies first

It’s been an age since I wrote you

I know I’m the worst

But you know how I feel

I’m consistently cursed

This time I’ve found something

I think it could work

One day there she was

Across the table

Cluttered with drinks

And slightly unstable

And I knew in that moment

That if I was able

To reach her

She might be my savior

Then she sat down

Started to sing

Playing my guitar

Like a delicate thing

Her heart shimmering

Through the six strings

And I knew then

This is how it begins

Joshua, man

You know how I am

Sometimes I can’t help myself

Biting the hand

That was feeding me love

That fit like a glove

I’m my own worst enemy

Please don’t be mad

But if I can change myself

This can be saved

I can picture an ending

As clear as your face

A path through the wreckage

Back to my place

Where she waits

To dispose of my fate

Then she sat down

Started to sing

Playing my guitar

Like a delicate thing

Her heart shimmering

Through the six strings

Then I lend my voice

And now it begins

Our voices rise like the morning sun

Her hardship falls like dust on the ramp

Like a beeswing my heart starts to hum

And I know for sure this is the one

This is the one

This is the one

This is the one

She is the one

And that’s how it began