A simple story about the being of me
indie
singersongwriter
poprock
alternative rock
frankie cleary
Lyrics
There’s a place
And I’d go tomorrow
If I could just find a ride
But the thing
The ticket is one way
And I couldn’t leave if I tried
I will look past the faces
Of people in those places
I might learn a thing or two
Like I’m supposed to do
I could be frightful or scary
Bitter or sweet
But in the end I’ll probably be me
There’s a mirror
Somewhere downstairs
But it’s covered
With boxes and things
Cause the stare
Of the man who looks back at me
Always shows how much he’s afraid
Of the people and places
And the looks on their faces
I might learn a name or two
Like I’m supposed to do
I could be frightful or scary
Or absurdly friendly
But in the end I’ll probably be me
Some people are afraid of what they might say
And I wouldn’t claim
That I’m either way
Cause I know
It’ll probably show
By the being of me
There’s a face
On a three by five picture
That covers the marks on the wall
And along with all the others
Remind of where I belong
I left people and places
Who by now changed their faces
Forgot a name or two like I was meant to do
I wasn’t what they were expecting
And in the end they left me
But in the end I’ll always be me
And in the I’ll always be me