Sonata Arctica - Replica
Si una canción señalara descaradamente un antes y un después en mi vida, como una bengala que se terminará consumiendo, es ésta.
De hecho, uno de los nombres iniciales de este weblog iba a ser ese. Uno de mis primeros cursos lo tuvo como nombre de dominio de ejemplo. Mis dos primeras máquinas llevan nombre de una canción del mismo grupo.
Replica fue, como digo, una muesca concreta.
Tal como narra la canción, mostraba ese sentimiento que todos hemos pasado alguna vez de terminar sintiéndote cansado y tremendamente vacío. De recordar las cosas vagamente porque ya no puedes sentir ni lo que te queda en el mismo momento. Estar tan hastiado de una sensación de la que no eres dueño que tienes la sensación que por mucho que te reconozcan sólo queda un eco de todo lo que fuiste.
Afortunadamente, el paso del tiempo te da rodaje y todo eso termina cogiendo un tinte añejo. Pasado. A que ya pasó y está todo curado.
La pregunta es si realmente tanto cambia todo, si le quita la razón a las palabras o si, por el contrario, sólo hace que confirmarlo en una pequeña porción de correspondencia individual e indivisible.
De hecho, uno de los nombres iniciales de este weblog iba a ser ese. Uno de mis primeros cursos lo tuvo como nombre de dominio de ejemplo. Mis dos primeras máquinas llevan nombre de una canción del mismo grupo.
Replica fue, como digo, una muesca concreta.
Tal como narra la canción, mostraba ese sentimiento que todos hemos pasado alguna vez de terminar sintiéndote cansado y tremendamente vacío. De recordar las cosas vagamente porque ya no puedes sentir ni lo que te queda en el mismo momento. Estar tan hastiado de una sensación de la que no eres dueño que tienes la sensación que por mucho que te reconozcan sólo queda un eco de todo lo que fuiste.
Afortunadamente, el paso del tiempo te da rodaje y todo eso termina cogiendo un tinte añejo. Pasado. A que ya pasó y está todo curado.
La pregunta es si realmente tanto cambia todo, si le quita la razón a las palabras o si, por el contrario, sólo hace que confirmarlo en una pequeña porción de correspondencia individual e indivisible.
I'm home again, I won the war,
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of this all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door. Long ago...
As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of
what I used to be. It's easier if you don't see me
standing on my own two feet. I'm taller when I sit
here still, you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steel, the kind the bullets
cannot see
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill
the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas
Eve I can't remember. I was in a constant pain, I saw
your shadow in the rain. I painted all your pictures red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...
Raising from the place I've been, and trying to keep
my home base clean. Now I'm here and won't go back believe.
I fall asleep and dream a dream, I'm floating in the
silent stream. No-one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be, yeah.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica.
Empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica. (repeat)
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me.
I'm home again, I won the war,
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of this all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived...
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of this all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door. Long ago...
As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of
what I used to be. It's easier if you don't see me
standing on my own two feet. I'm taller when I sit
here still, you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steel, the kind the bullets
cannot see
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill
the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas
Eve I can't remember. I was in a constant pain, I saw
your shadow in the rain. I painted all your pictures red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...
Raising from the place I've been, and trying to keep
my home base clean. Now I'm here and won't go back believe.
I fall asleep and dream a dream, I'm floating in the
silent stream. No-one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be, yeah.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica.
Empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica. (repeat)
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me.
I'm home again, I won the war,
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of this all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived...
