Original ukulele song – “Someone Like Me” – lyrics and info about song!

I put up this song about a week ago and I had a request for the lyrics of it, so I decided to write a blog post about it. The lyrics are below, and here’s the video!

This song was written in my father’s house in New Jersey (he’s Irish also but he lives in New Jersey now). I was upstairs in their guest room one morning, just wanting to slap myself out of this silly dazy state that I was in. The feeling of being apathetic is just the worst. I find that anger has energy to it, and depression is so bad that you…maybe you can justify being selfish and just letting yourself hole up somewhere and watch movies. But apathy just feels like a heavy weight on your shoulders and a deadening of your senses, and you just want to shake it off (no Taylor swift reference intended) but you really can’t. So I wrote this song first as a poem, and it really perfectly described how I felt. I later turned it into a song.

I guess there’s not a whole more I can say about the lyrics, because it’s all there IN the lyrics. But I will say that it was morning time, in the winter, and I was gazing outside towards the garden, and there was so much life outside in the garden, so many birds, and I just wanted to be part of it but felt very, very far from it all.

If you like this song, you can listen to or buy the mastered version of the song here:

And here are the lyrics:

Someone Like Me

For me the worst part about being apathetic
is my fastidiously keen awareness of it
because it’s not that I can’t hear the songs of the birds
or see the fancy cloud formations found upwards
but that all of that is in a format
that’s too far from me
to be able to feel.

Coffee awaits me downstairs
coffee coffee fill me with glee and caffeine
And the day outside is cold and crisp and sunny
Crisp winter air
shake me and make me care
And the birds happily and hungrily eat their suet
And I watch from a window keenly aware I’m looking through it
And the wind shakes the pine branches outside
Trees, trees, I can feel that you’re judging me

Apathetic is broken down into a and pathetic
followed swiftly by human
or at least that’s how I feel it
which is mean of inner me
as if I didn’t feel bad enough already
and as if I would not switch it off if I could
and as if inner me weren’t the one that could set me free
cos she makes it far worse, oh I curse her, I curse
oh, for crying out loud, is there not something around, hideous inner me,
that could stop your incessant glaring at me

Today I won’t go running, as I ran yesterday
and the day before,
which is a shame as I would so adore
to feel completely worn out and switched off
and too tired to feel what a waste and a disgrace of a person I am today,
and I would run run run run run, run run run run run, run run run run
away from such a pathetic human

And the nicest cardinal you ever did see
hopped and flew past, yes right past me,
trying his best and utmost to make me feel
his truth which is that life is good and sweet
but he’s in one place and I’m in another
and I tell him he must stop,
that with this girl his beauty just hurts her
and to the dove, and the cardinal, and the little chickadee,
I say,
“thanks but don’t waste your time
on someone like me”.

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