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Forsaken Lyrics
When I have nothing left to feel.
When I have nothing left to say I'll just let this slip away. I feel these engines power down. I feel this heart begin to bleed as I turn this burning page. Please forgive me if I bleed. Please forgive me if I breathe. I have words I need to say. Oh so very much to say. And whose life do I lead? And whose blood do I bleed? Whose air do I breathe? With whose skin now do I feel? I'm supposed to walk away from here. I'm supposed to walk away from here. And whose life do I lead? Whose blood do I bleed? Whose air do I now breathe? I'm convinced there's nothing more. The day you died I lost my way. The day you died I lost my mind. What am I supposed to do? Is there something more? The engines power down. Like a soldier to his end I go. Because I'm convinced that there is nothing more. and whose life do I lead and whose air do I breathe? With whose skin and whose blood do I feel? What happens now? Have I done something wrong? Forgive my need to bleed right now. Please forgive my need to breathe But I've so much to say and it wouldn't matter anyway. You're not here to hear these words that I must say and I'm convinced inside that there is nothing more. Whose life do I lead? Whose air do I breathe. Whose blood do I now bleed? With whose skin now do I feel? I have nothing left to say. I have nothing left to feel. Am I supposed to let this go now, let darkness come and take you away?
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02-16-2006
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04-13-2006
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04-13-2006
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09-12-2006
Its a song of hope, of mourning, of coping with grief and trying to convey that which people who have never been through such lose could understand.
Its not about suicide, or despair, or depression, its about grief and coping and going on with your life even through something important has been torn out from it. Its about those words and things you'll never share with that person.
Its feeling that pain fully, accepting it as real and accepting the reality and the futility of it, and moving on.
I was glad to have the chance to thank Ronan for this song, it helped me cope with that loss, it made me realize that I wasn't the only person who felt that hopeless emptiness, the loss of self and void that comes with such a tragedy. And it let me know that I could move on.
Because I could find myself again, through it all.
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03-04-2007
Listening to the instrumental version, I've always had the image of a flawed, or even "bad" person as they pass and meet that which awaits them. Imagine someone who has, in life, alienated everyone or who has even wronged many others, all the while maintaining an attitude of superiority, callousness, indifference, or even aggression & spite, and who is beginning to worry about the idea that they may not share in the bounty which awaits the good. The old man lies in a cold, sanitized room at the end of a lonely hallway in some neglected area of a hospital, and with the final flits of his eyelids springs a tear. His transporting angel arrives, and his sobs transcend the physical as he wonders whether his private pain, that which has tortured him in life despite his misanthropic, antisocial veneer, will be sufficient to gain him passage. The loving angel plants a kiss on his heavy forehead, smiling in a mixture of awe and pity. The hospital recedes into the distance, and the departed is left to eternity. His questions of whether that eternity will be one of peace or turmoil are forgotten as the sheer breath of eternity becomes apparent, and his privacies become part of the trivial.
"For 40 years I have plotted to bring down the party; I was sick, in mind and body."
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"If your frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the earth."
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04-04-2007
15 page interview with Ronan Harris.
http://dancemusic.about.com/od/artistshomepages/a/VnVNationInt.htm
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10-27-2007
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03-27-2009
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