It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Raven walked across the desert. He felt nothing. Nothing outside him, nothing inside him, except for the sharp pain that never went away.
Something has been taken
From deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away
No one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played
Van knew his secret. The secret of his past. He had kept it locked away, and Van had finally found it. Van had come upon him in the forest when he was delirious from pain and had taken him back to his house. In his nightmares Raven had spilled the secrets of his soul. The wounds of his past, always playing over and over in his mind, never ceasing, never ending.
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take up the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I
Would
If Raven could change, he would. If Raven could have killed Prozen, none of this would have happened. If he could take the shame of his past to his death, he would do it gladly.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
It was easier to leave and face his past in the desert then drag the others in. The others being Van and his friends. When Raven had recovered, Van had invited him to stay at the base. Raven had accepted, hoping to get over his nightmares. It hadn't helped. Many times he had woken screaming in the night with the members of the Guardian Force standing in the doorway.
Sometimes I remember
The darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories
I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go
And never looking back
And never moving forward so
There would never be a past
Van had tried to get him to tell what he dreamed about. Raven had answered curtly, that what his nightmares were was none of his business. Van had accepted this reluctantly and hadn't mentioned it until Raven dreamed again. He had woken up with Van's face in his vision. Moonbay, Irvine, Fiona, Van, and Thomas were sitting in chairs around his bed. One look into their pitying, sympathetic eyes, and he knew. They knew his past.
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take up the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I
Would
If Raven had killed Prozen, none of this would have happened. He would have grown up to be like Van, happy and carefree. Raven would have been a normal person, one whose mind hadn't been so twisted that it was a miracle that he recognized friendship when he saw it.
Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
Is so much simpler than change
After that night, Raven had tried to forget. It hadn't worked. He could feel the stares, the whispers. So he left. He had simply left, leaving nothing but a note behind. The note had told the complete story of his past, Van's father rescuing him, Ambient's murder of his parents, his failed attempt to kill Prozen, and why he was the way he was.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Raven looked up and grinned bitterly at the large rock in front of him. He sat down in the shade and waited. Tilting his head back, he invited the memories to come.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Raven walked across the desert. He felt nothing. Nothing outside him, nothing inside him, except for the sharp pain that never went away.
Something has been taken
From deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away
No one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played
Van knew his secret. The secret of his past. He had kept it locked away, and Van had finally found it. Van had come upon him in the forest when he was delirious from pain and had taken him back to his house. In his nightmares Raven had spilled the secrets of his soul. The wounds of his past, always playing over and over in his mind, never ceasing, never ending.
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take up the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I
Would
If Raven could change, he would. If Raven could have killed Prozen, none of this would have happened. If he could take the shame of his past to his death, he would do it gladly.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
It was easier to leave and face his past in the desert then drag the others in. The others being Van and his friends. When Raven had recovered, Van had invited him to stay at the base. Raven had accepted, hoping to get over his nightmares. It hadn't helped. Many times he had woken screaming in the night with the members of the Guardian Force standing in the doorway.
Sometimes I remember
The darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories
I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go
And never looking back
And never moving forward so
There would never be a past
Van had tried to get him to tell what he dreamed about. Raven had answered curtly, that what his nightmares were was none of his business. Van had accepted this reluctantly and hadn't mentioned it until Raven dreamed again. He had woken up with Van's face in his vision. Moonbay, Irvine, Fiona, Van, and Thomas were sitting in chairs around his bed. One look into their pitying, sympathetic eyes, and he knew. They knew his past.
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take up the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I
Would
If Raven had killed Prozen, none of this would have happened. He would have grown up to be like Van, happy and carefree. Raven would have been a normal person, one whose mind hadn't been so twisted that it was a miracle that he recognized friendship when he saw it.
Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
Is so much simpler than change
After that night, Raven had tried to forget. It hadn't worked. He could feel the stares, the whispers. So he left. He had simply left, leaving nothing but a note behind. The note had told the complete story of his past, Van's father rescuing him, Ambient's murder of his parents, his failed attempt to kill Prozen, and why he was the way he was.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone
Raven looked up and grinned bitterly at the large rock in front of him. He sat down in the shade and waited. Tilting his head back, he invited the memories to come.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Then face all this pain here all alone