Thursday, October 23, 2008

Unwell - Matchbox Twenty

Unwell - Matchbox Twenty

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
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a Breakdown
I don't know why
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
Talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
I know I know they've all been talking 'bout 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
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 been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
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
Hey, how I used to be How
I used to be, yeah
Well I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be

Play-A-Day (Day??)

Lights up on a small room where a man is sitting alone. The entire room room is white (can be padded or not padded depending on stage capacity). The entire room is brightly lit. The man in sitting in the corner of the room and is also in all white. He is muttering something to himself.

Man
Nine hundred ninety-nine...one thousand ready or not here I come. [He stands and looks around] Where oh where are you Mary? Could you be under here? [Picks up an imaginary oobject] Oh guess not. You're a clever hider Mary. I would have hid there if I was you. Huhmm where on earth could Mary be? [Lifting an imaginary lid] Here? Nope. Well arn't you just so smart Mary. Are you cheating Mary. You know you can't be moving around. [Quickly spinning around] Cause that would be cheating. Are you [Spinning around again] There! No? well what about [Spinning around again] There! [Spinning around again] There!

This cycle keeps up for a minute or two until the man becomes dizzy and collapses and two men in white scrubs walk in non chalantly and stick him with a needle and place him back in the corner. Lights fade

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ha, that's funny and a little weird, one of the best writing combos.