Welcome back to another #MusicMonday! It’s not about books, but about music, and I’m looking forward to presenting you with a taste of my playlist. It’s the brainchild of Drew from The Tattooed Book Geek, but my inspiration comes from the lovely Claire from A Knight’s Reads. Every Monday, I’ll be choosing a song to share with you. The Spotify playlist is here and it will be updated as I go along.

Last week, I went to see Richard Ashcroft. He was supported by The Royston Club, who are a band I’ve discovered recently and really like, so I’m sharing one of my favourite The Royston Club tracks.

The Royston Club: Cariad

I’m not a godly man
But every time we fucked
I’d shout out, “Oh, God, ” enough
To send up my own little prayer

I’m not a lucky man
But, darling, you had me fooled
You carved out a better man
One that loved you through and through

I used to spend whole evenings
Watching the movements of your mouth
I’d take you all in, and thank God that I did
‘Cause it’s all that I’m left with now

Trapped inside for another night
These junkie fingers scroll me back to another life
My eyes burn holes through

Pictures of you and I
Cariad, I miss you all the time
Accepted it’s over, I let the air run out
All of these pictures of you and I
Plastered on the hallways of my mind
But now that it’s over, I let the air run out

I’m just a crooked man
I found God in sin
I’d dig up the past again
Just to watch you dancing within

I’m missing Call Lane and the cigarette stains
All the poetry I never read
Outrageously dreaming of us reconvening
And you leading me back to bed

Trapped inside for another night
These junkie fingers scroll me back to another life
My eyes burn holes through

Pictures of you and I
Cariad, I miss you all the time
Accepted it’s over, I let the air run out
All of these pictures of you and I
Plastered on the hallways of my mind
But now that it’s over, I let the air run out

Oh, but I still wake up with things to tell you
That I dream of you, no matter who I’m sleeping next to
Good God, I resent you for leaving
But I can’t pretend I don’t need you
And, Cariad, indulge in this sin
I need your delicate fingers tracing my outline again
Just once again

I’m not a godly man
But every time we fucked

Songwriters: Sam Jones / Ben Matthias / Tom Faithfull / David Tute

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Until next time!