Skip to main content

"Could I just be you tonight?"

One of my favourite bands of all time is Matchbox 20.

It definitely helps a lot that the lead singer, Rob Thomas - is the FINEST specimen of man I have ever seen in my life. (This was before I fell in love with Alun so I'm allowed to say it). I mean...omg...he's so...he's gorgeous, he's a singer and he's amazing.

And he's suffered crippling depression and writes about it with his best friends in the best band I've ever come across.

One of my favourite songs is: "Could I just be you" - because this explains my depression so much.

In it, the writer is comparing his depression and pain to someone elses' life - their normal, happy life.

He says in the chorus; "You're laughing out loud at the thought of being alive...and I was wonderin' - could I just be you tonight?"

Because that's what it's like for me. I just want to be someone else. SomeWHERE else. Anywhere but here in this deep, dark pit.

Here are the lyrics. If you have a spare moment - check out the song. It would mean a lot to me.

I've 'bolded' the part of the song I identify the most with.

"Just be You" - Matchbox 20
Something is wrong
With the sum of us
That I can't seem to erase
How can I be
The only one
Without a smile on my face
When now
You're laughing out loud
At just the thought of being alive
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight? 
You show your pain
Like it really hurts
And I can't even
Start to feel mine
And I'm standing in place
With my head first
And I shake I shake I shake
And I see your progress
Stretched out for miles
And miles
You're laughing out loud
At just the thought of being alive
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight? 
This is the sound that I make
These are the words I chose
But somehow the right thing to say
Just won't come out
Ccause you're laughing out loud
At just the thought of being alive
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight?
I was wondering
Could I just be you?
Tonight?

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

10...and then 5 :)

Yeah I can tell Im getting better because even though things are tough right now and Im sad and a bit fed up and weary...I still have hope :) I cant help it, it's who I am. I got an email from "Sandy" today. I really care about her and I look up to her and will probably read her email again when im less tired from a long day and it will make more sense...but for now, what I think she was trying to say to me was to take a bit more ownership of my life and to stop asking God to fix it all...or something like that...and I want you to know, Sandy - Im taking ownership of it and doing it ALL myself...but I believe in God and I believe that he hears me and so Im taking EVERYTHING to Him and just asking for some direction on this. I'll email you personally about about that another day. Thanks for always being there for me. I keep trying and failing and falling, then getting excited about something new and getting back up. Im on a very strange path just now and although...
5 comments
Read more

the girl in the red shirt

I finished work yesterday evening and caught the free bus into the city, smiling to myself as I pictured Alun's happy face and how great it would feel to hug him and hear about how his day went. I got off at my usual stop and waited with about 35 impatient, tired workers to cross the road into the main Mall. There we were, all in our grey, black or navy-blue business attire. Like a little well-dressed army. I guess that's why she stood out. She was the only one in our weary group who wasn't professionally dressed. She looked to be in her early 20's and was instead wearing jeans and a bright red t-shirt. Her shirt was too big for her, which had the effect of making her look smaller than she was. She was a thin girl, with hair the colour of straw that fell gently down her back in a low ponytail. She had a tan and was wearing black jeans. I noticed a black guitar case slung over her shoulder with bright red, yellow and green stickers on it and wondered if she was a ...
4 comments
Read more

and then, we move on...

Sometimes moving on can be so hard. I remember last year when I got "released" from hospital. The fear of leaving that safe trauma ward was awful. I hated thinking "oh God...now I'll be on my own and I still cant walk"...but you know what? we move on. We move on from petty fights with friends, from stupid family things, from broken hearts and crap days and we hope for better things. Im blessed because I'm experiencing those 'better things' right now, actually. Think about it, Im at work (so Im thankful for a job), I have the world's most amazing people as my friends (seriously, all my friends are worth their weight in gold) I have a safe home, lots of food and money... and I have an amazing boyfriend. Alun met up with me yesterday at the Royal on a sunny, warm Perth day. He had something in a huge shopping bag and held it out to me with an excited grin "OMG Janet - open it, you're gonna LOVE it!" and the smile on his face r...
4 comments
Read more