Sinéad O'Connor

 

 

Troy

I'll remember it
And Dublin in a rainstorm
And sitting in the long grass in summer
Keeping warm
I'll remember it
Every restless night
We were so young then
We thought that everything
We could possibly do were the right
Then we moved
Stolen from our very eyes
And I wondered where you went to
Tell me when did the light die
You will rise
You'll return
The phoenix from the flame
You will learn
You will rise
You'll return
Being what you are
There is no other Troy
For you to burn

And I never meant to hurt you
I swear I didn't mean
Those things I said
I never meant to do that to you
Next time I'll keep my hands to myself instead
Oh, does she love you
What do you want to do?
Does she need you like I do?
Do you love her?
Is she good for you?
Does she hold you like I do?

Do you want me?
Should I leave?
I know you're always telling me
That you love me
Just sometimes I wonder
If I should believe
Oh, I love you
God, I love you
I'd kill a dragon for you
I'll die
But I will rise
And I will return
The Phoenix from the flame
I have learned
I will rise
And you'll see me return
Being what I am
There is no other Troy
For me to burn

And you should've left the light on
You should've left the light on
Then I wouldn't have tried
And you'd never have known
And I wouldn't have pulled you tighter
No I wouldn't have pulled you close
I wouldn't have screamed
No I can't let you go
And the door wasn't closed
No I wouldn't have pulled you to me
No I wouldn't have kissed your face
You wouldn't have begged me to hold you
If we hadn't been there in the first place
Oh but I know you wanted me to be there oh oh
Every look that you threw told me so
But you should've left the light on
You should've left the light on
And the flames burned away
But you're still spitting fire
Make no difference what you say
You're still a liar
You're still a liar
You're still a liar

 

Vanavond werd bekend dat Sinéad O'Connor is overleden. Ze was 56 jaar en had een bijzonder ingewikkeld leven achter de rug. Sinds haar 17-jarige zoon Shane in januari 2022 zelfmoord pleegde leefde ze naar eigen zeggen nog slechts als een 'ondood nachtdier'.*1 Het lied Troy uit 1987 gaat over een zeer traumatische gebeurtenis uit haar jeugd. Voor straf mocht ze van haar moeder het huis niet meer in, waardoor ze twee weken lang gedwongen was om in een schuurtje in de tuin te slapen. Als 's avonds door haar moeder het licht binnen werd uitgedaan wist ze dat ze opnieuw een angstige nacht tegemoetging.


©Huub Drenth

Sinéad O'Connor: 1966-2023.

  

*1 Sinéad O'Conner stierf een natuurlijke dood, ten gevolge van longproblemen.

Zie ook mijn post van 17 december 2022.