Song Lyric Sunday – Unwell by Matchbox Twenty

Sometimes the hardest part about this whole process is picking the song, like there could ever be just one song that is the one. Especially when we are discussing a band that’s been around for a long time and they have multiple albums.

I almost picked the very first song I heard from Matchbox Twenty and fell in love with. It was my first foray into alternative music because up until that point, I was a country music girl. I still hear some country music and remember why I loved it for so long, but for me, I find so much more depth in alternative music. Not that I can’t listen to something just because it sounds good, but I enjoy it so much more when the lyrics combine with music to create a whole piece that touches me on multiple levels.

I find this song to be delightful, taking a lighter look at feeling like you just aren’t normal, which has been my status quo most of my life. I’ve been known to say, “I’m not crazy!” as if just the words would prevent it from being true. There have been moments in my life where I really felt like I was crazy, but I don’t know… Sometimes you have to just change the way you look at it. I’m not crazy, I’m just “a little unwell.” Fake it ’til you make it really can work.

I hope you enjoy this installment of Song Lyric Sunday from one of my very favorite bands, going all the way back to almost the beginning. Who doesn’t love some Rob Thomas, anyway?

Feel free to read the rules below and post your own!

Unwell by Matchbox Twenty
Lyrics found at AZ Lyrics

All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something

Hold on
Feeling like I’m headed for a breakdown
And I don’t know why

But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be…me

I’m talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they’ve all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I’ve lost my mind

But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I’ve been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they’ll come to get me
Yeah, they’re taking me away

But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I’m just a little unwell
How I used to be
I’m just a little unwell


Here are the “rules”:

  • Post the lyrics to a favorite song or a new song you want to share
  • Make sure you credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
  • Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
  • Ping back to my post that will go up every Sunday by 9am MST
  • Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

 

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