Young Love (feat. Laura Marling)" by Mystery Jets

If I only knew your name I’d go from door to door
Searching all the crowded streets for the face that I once saw
If I only knew your name I’d go from door to door
Tell me have you seen the girl I met just once before?

One night of love, nothing more nothing less
One night of love to put my head in a mess
Is that you on the bus? Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand, but it came off in the rain.

What I’ve figured out in the past couple of years is that you can be shy, but you can also step it up a notch and, you know, be on the level with people. I think the shyer, more insecure people, the really artistic ones, with loads of integrity, loads of pride, often get things done by being an arsehole. It might kill them inside, but that’s the only way they can do it. Everybody who is creative has that to an extent. I think I had it in my head that it was okay to not talk to anyone unless I needed to, and that I could get away with that. But, actually, part of being a good human being is communication and respect. I think the point that I’m trying to make, trying to prove to myself, is that you can be good and kind and easy enough to be around without compromising your artistic integrity. Why did it take me so long to understand that.

New Romantic" by Laura Marling

And I’m sorry to whichever man should meet my sorry state,
Watch my sturdy, lonesome gait and beware,
I will never love a man ‘cause love and pain go hand in hand,
And I can’t do it, 

So we stayed up late one night to try and get our problems right,
But I couldn’t get into his head just what was going through my mind.
And I think he knew where I was going ‘cause he put Ryan Adams on,
'cause I think he thinks it makes me weak, but it only ever makes me strong.