As I've said in the past, I don't have the knowledge or vocabulary to explain why I like certain pieces of music. All I can say about Keane's "The Way I Feel" is that the percussion makes me want to pretend to play the drums, the keyboards make little flashbulbs of multicoloured light go off in my head, and the guitar (a rarity for Keane in my experience) has me seeing retro, rocket-shaped 1950s starships doing barrel rolls.
But the lyrics, I get--I hope, anyway. I love how supportive they are--a message of understanding, reassurance, and comfort to someone suffering from some kind of mental illness, low self esteem, or a combination of both.
The lyrical message is: It's the voices in your head telling you there's something wrong with the way you feel. You're not alone, and I'm here for you.
It's beautiful, even if by song's end the problem remains. Maybe more beautiful because of that--the support continues no matter what.
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