After the final minute of silence, the patient wakes up and hears the following words. "Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush. Same as us, and that thief over there."
"How's your grandma?" It was the last thing I heard from my grandfather, he didn't see her for decades after their divorce, but he always kept asking me that everytime he was with me, sadder with the time. He's in a better place now, as I knew he left us when he was sleeping, watching his old movies even if he couldn't hear, move or even speak too much in his final moments, maybe just escaping in his mind by thinking in better places and better times, seeing his loved ones that left him years ago. Now with my wodden car toy that he gave me as a child I remember him, not mainly because his speaches or ideas, but for his acts that had good intentions, without saying too much to leave an impact in the lives of many.
I know this is about dementia, but makes me feel for my friend who commited suicide yesterday. I like to think that this symbolizes his suffering ending. Rest in peace friend.
They say you die three times. The first is your actual death. The second is the last time anyone actually sees you before you are buried. The third is the last time anyone utters your name.
My grandmother spent her last 6 years in a home. Near the end, she had a terrible fall, and became non vocal. It was a tough couple weeks, seeing the fear and anxiety in her eyes as she was unable to speak. The last night, we knew she was fading. My aunt was flying in from California to see her while there was still time. We kept telling her that all night, and when my aunt called from the airport and said she was close, we told her. She started humming "You Are My Sunshine." She never spoke, but it was the clearest form of communication she'd be able to make for months. She wasn't conscious anymore when my aunt made it, but she hung on long enough, and squeezed our hands before the end. Terminal lucidity is terrifying and beautiful and heartbreaking all at once.
Today my grandfather died after a long battle with Alzheimer’s, minutes after being told the news all I could think of was to come here, and here I cried.
The most heartbreaking part is that creepy distorted noise is supposed to be singing..and the listener just can't remember how to piece together the sound of voices. Their brain is almost gone.
This piece represents the final memory before you and everything you loved vanishes before your very eyes as you drift ever deeper into the sorrowful void, unable to remember yourself your family or anything you ever loved before you finally take your last breathe and you feel nothing, no pain, no sorrow, no record scratches, just silence.
Context: The patient is having a moment of terminal lucidity as the patients final drop of life is squeezed, and is going into the afterlife. Finally, the patient will not suffer. The patient will not forget. The patient will be immortal, remembering their life, remembering the waves, the music. The choir. Finally, enjoying things, remembering the choir. They see the light, that blank canvas won't be blank anymore. It will have colors, many colors. They can read the book, they can take care of the flowers, cut the seaweed, finish the statue, and perfect the sculpture.
I wonder how the Caretaker, the person who made this track, doesn't fall into sadness or depression whilst working on this. A track so beautiful yet a horrifying reminder that death will come to us all. In what is seemingly a person's final moments appears, finally, a clear memory. A song piece. The piece soulfully accompanies them after years of fog - no more white noise; nor skips or jumps: clarity. All for nothing as shortly all is taken from them. It ends, the person dies in peace, the song remembered for the easing of their own passing. A minute of silence is given and the track ends. So freaking depressive man...
I don’t think someone who is emotionally okay would start a project like this in the first place. If anything, it’s the mode of expression that got him through something.
@Justin there's 2 types of people "this is unrelated to the video and the comment, please move your self promos to r/smallyoutubers" "go fuck yourself"
My grandmother passed away this last October and she suffered heavily from dementia. There was a very brief moment, maybe about six or seven seconds right at the end where the turmoil on her face cleared, she sat upright in bed, then gave no one in particular the brightest smile we'd seen from her in years. Then she left us. That moment changed my life and stumbling on this album months later has given me a haunting idea of what she might've been going through. I like to think those final seconds were this song, the final moment of clarity, or maybe she was being welcomed to her new home by her husband. I dunno, this turned into rambling, but... It's something to think about, I suppose.
I’ve lost a grandparent to the slow toll of pancreatic cancer caused by exposure to herbicides during the Vietnam War, I’ve lost another from suddenly getting hit by a car while biking. I hope the other two never catch dementia. I’m sorry for your loss.
Premortem lucidity is such a strange thing but cool thing it's like the mind is gone but the soul is still there just for the brief moment has enough strength to say goodbye I'm so sorry for your loss and I hope she's at peace now
What really gets me is the crackle before the silence. You hear a faint pop followed by total silence, as if the last tiny signal in your brain telling you you're alive finally sizzles out.
It’s weird honestly, how this can do that although it’s heavily edited old music re vamped to make this atmosphere. Truly crazy what sound and visuals can do
This is the probably the most tragic song I've ever heard. A lot of people seem to interpret is as the character being already dead and being welcomed by a choir of angels. But I've always thought of it as a final drop of lucidity against all odds (terminal lucidity). This is because there is a clear change between the rest of the song and what follows after that needle drop sound. What comes first is that 'fog' which is mostly ambient noise, and what follows is a return to the staticy memories we came to associate with lucidity in parts 1-3. This person is experiencing their very last memory in full, with no skips, jumps or alterations besides the heart-wrenching static. It finishes, and abruptly ends (death). To me the scariest part about this album is that it's a reminder not that we die, but that we decay.
How I see it is a grim reminder to hold your past and your sense of self every dearly and to be grateful of this life because tbh if this were happening to me I'd gladly be decaying knowing that I did the best with what I had
this is extremely plausable as you can actually hear what sounds like some muffled crying. probably your family around you as they think you are already gone... too bad you probably forgot them a year ago so its just noise to you now
On a happier note. I would say Leyland Kirby has done a fantastic job of giving awareness to this horrible disease. In turn, more progress has been made to combat Dementia. More funding, more research, less agony.
WDYM IT CAME OUT LIKE "On a happier note, this is a good repressentation of the ETERNAL TORMENT AND HORROR OF THIS TERRIFYINGLY OMNIOUS DEPRESSING HORRIBLE CONDITION."
Everyone in the comments is saying how heartbreaking this song is. Like it’s the “bad ending”. And while it is heartbreaking, to me… it seemed to be filled with relief. Almost joy. If we’re using the Terminal Lucidity theory, the patient is finally remembering in their final moments. They’re given a parting gift, so they may die knowing that they were loved and cherished by those around them. They may die with a smile on their face, after a long and terrible battle with this horrible disease. They can rest now.
if it did that i would honestly have a heart attack. think about it. as soon as the silence starts, the backwards canvas falls over to reveal wet globs of paint that drip down the sides of the canvas and onto the table...like blood spilling from a wound; a wound in the brain. thats kinda what alzhimers and dementia is, its a gaping hole in the brain, rotting the rest of your mind with the blood (memories) seeping from it.
The last minute of utter silence in this song may seem pointless, but has so much meaning. It’s like it shows the patient having their final breaths and seconds before finally passing away, heading into the peaceful afterlife.
I feel like the purpose of it is so that you yourself can hear the ambience around you and hear what a dementia patient might be hearing in their final minute. It’s to help you realize what step you should take next after listening, depending on what you hear. The first time I listened to this final track, I was on my way home from my grandpa’s house, he actually had dementia and my family was going to check up on him and get him prepared meals and clean clothing. I heard my family talking and getting gas at a gas station, they said the area seemed shady and they were afraid. I was far from afraid though.
this is literally exactly how i interpreted it. the patient takes their final breaths before passing away and the silence is suppose to resemble their loved ones mourning their death in silence
My grandfather just passed away few days ago because of cancer. His dead, skinny and unnaturally yellow face with his mouth opening showed how painful he had been through. This music makes me think he's finally got released from suffering. Rest in Peace. I'll miss you.
same thing happened to my father back in 2022. he was just a normal recovering cancer patient at the beginning of the year. he even drove us to some places in second of january. in february we learned that his lung cancer has spread to his brain after his lymphs or whatever they're called. 3 months into the year he was already bedridden. in june he was hardly speaking. we quickly arranged my brother's wedding so he could see his older son married before he died. beginning of september, he was almost gone. they took him into the palliative section because there was no hope for him. my family still believed in some kind of miracles but I had already given up in april. he died on 28th of september, 2022 sometime between 5 am and 6 am. to be honest, it was pretty hard to see my own father in mere months decay before my 15th birthday.
You don’t suddenly die. You decay. That’s the scariest part. Years of decline and losing everything that you were made of for your entire life. Think about how much of you memories makes up. Look at objects in your bedroom. Each one has a memory attached. You see the object and you can recall how you got it, each one with a story. Now imagine every item is gone, every event with them. When you are dying from dementia you don’t even have the comfort to say you had a good life. You don’t know who you are. You die with nothing. You worked so hard through your whole life to be happy and as you sit dying in the last moments that you are able to think ever again, you cannot recall them at all. You work for everything but in the end you die with all of it gone. You die not as yourself but as no one. You will decay slowly and as you die, you are not even yourself. You die long before you give your final breath. And that is what is so scary.
Alzheimer's is a testament to the fact that it is much better to die early, with your memories intact, than to watch with your own eyes as they fade away until you forget even the concept of forgetting.
is it truly so bad? I'd like to think of it like a new timer, if ever some way to ease worry of such stubborn people like myself, this is the way I'd love to go, knowing nothing but the faces of those seeing me die, forgetting my place in the world, its... blissful...
My great uncle passed away in July. My grandma was depressed for a while. His last words to me were: May I speak to your Lola again? He had so much ambition. It has been 2 months since his passing. Only now I understand the true meaning of this. This made me feel his presence one last time before he passed. I had a dream the day after his passing that I wished him luck as he boarded a shuttle and went off into space. I will forever miss you uncle.
My mother was there when my grandfather died of Alzheimer. He suddenly called her name multiple times after not having it remembered for years and only calmed down after she hold his hand and stayed close. He died peacefully minutes later by drifting off into eternal sleep.
Terminal lucidity is when you regain mental clarity, it usually happens on the day of death. It's like the disease is mocking you in your final moments. Like, your memories slowly fade away, only for them to return the day you die. They were never truly gone.
@@transientparadox sometimes it can last weeks, in a FEW cases it lasted a few months, and they were able to go home- but then one day they wake up not remembering again, and they die VERy soon after. if they are lucky they will die during the lucidity, so they can remember they're family at least while they die.
Don’t worry. Maybe you’ve heard of it before, but this song is made to represent terminal lucidity. Notice how there is no more skipping and less static, notice the minute of complete silence and peace. Terminal lucidity is a moment in a person with dementia’s life where they suddenly remember everything. I mean everything, everything that they have been struggling with so so much they finally remember. It usually only lasts for a few seconds to even 5 minutes, but some people have been lucky enough to have it last a week or more.
"Terminal lucidity, rally before death or end-of-life rally, refers to an unexpected return of mental clarity and memory, or suddenly regained consciousness that occurs in the time shortly before death in patients suffering from severe psychiatric or neurological disorders." "This phenomenon has been noted in patients with schizophrenia, tumors, strokes, meningitis, Parkinson's disease, and Alzheimer's disease."
my aunt before she died wanted everyone to eat with her right before she passed, she said she say her husband fading in and out of her vision like sand and we ate with her and she was as animated as before she got really sick and she even made us laugh right before the next morning where she peacefully died in her sleep
when the last memory dies, the person dies too, they will be like a husk of themselves, no identity and inable to comprehend identity itself, like a soulless thing, dementia sucks.
The needle drop feels like that “Aha!” moment of casually remembering something you had forgotten and tried to remember for a few minutes. Except this time, *you remember everything.*
@@Gardengap I don't know, honestly. I don't think we know enough about the brain (ironic) to truly say what causes it. It could be a miracle, it could be explained by science. Who knows?
@@Gardengap I saw on another comment that it is caused by the brain making some sort of chemical when nearing death, this allows it to function through the plaque that causes dementia, I don't know if this is true though
I lost my grandma this morning after a rapid decline into late-stage dementia. She'd had problems with memory for years, but the last 3 months went so quickly. Hearing this, I can only hope she felt at peace as she went, after so much suffering. She's with her husband again now, after 21 years. I love you Gram.
glad that they are together again. my father died because of cancer last september. nothing about dementia but, last time I saw him, he couldn't even realize that his beloved son was there for him. I was there. it was something like 2 weeks before his death. he wasn't even able to lift his hands, his feet were almost purple-ish and swollen, his black-gray hair was long gone, he was looking like a skeleton. don't know why but I was unable to cry for months. my then best-friend was trying to make me feel her support but she wasn't helping. I heard my mom's cries every night. couples getting seperated is one of the worst things to happen in this world.
@@MaybeTophat It shows that they gained consciousness for a short period of time, only to die, back in complete emptyness and abyss. At least, that’s how I see it.
Sounds like your last dream before fading away forever. You feel it like an eternity, and you'll never know that this empty dream was last in your life. You'll never see the end of your time, cause the moment of it is uncatchable.
For me, after hours of dread, followed by confusion, followed by terror, followed by emptiness, this final song acted as a reminder. This is how it feels to forget. This is how it feels to remember. This is how it feels to feel.
in my opinion this is actually one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. i hope I'm doing justice to those suffering by not allowing their essence to be forgotten.
I have listened to every song in the track. And this one hits me the hardest. I can't exactly say why, but it's just... Different. It's like, as sanity drifts away, and your last memory is barely stable, your place in the world fades away, as your last memory, turns into void.
The clipping is so absolutely terrifying. The fact that during terminal lucidity we return to music of similar beauty as those of the early stages, but there's just not enough there. The brain doesn't have the same capacity it once did, it's empty, it's bare bones; leaning off the edge and barely avoiding death. This song is our brain trying its hardest, but it's too damaged to ever return to the way things were.
The music is like someone dying alone. We don’t know this stranger, or the type of life he/she lived, but we just see them stripped down to their purest form in their last hours, and it really feels humbling, but it comes with the thoughts that we may end up dying alone too.
It feels more like he's slipping from his dementia filled life, and into the afterlife. Throughout the song you can hear faint sounds of memories, a dog barking, footsteps, stuff being knocked down. This is the choir to the gates of heaven, trying to remind him. The longer this track went on the larger my smile grew, he was getting a well deserved rest. Rest easy.
When I was listening to the whole playlist, this song shocked me. It sounded like I was living my last moments on a deathbed, waiting for the suffering to end as the lights took me in. The best way to end an amazing artistic interpretation of dementia.
This is truly the most beautiful piece of music created. It's one of those things that you have to earn. I've never cried the same way I have after hearing this after HOURS of static and garbled noise. It's crazy because you don't even hear the audio clipping after stage 5+6.
I don’t see the reaper as a villain, i see him as a lost soul welcoming the new lost souls. As he embraces you when you die, that cold shudder that hits your family isn’t an emotion. Its him letting them know you are ok. He welcomes you with his arms, as you look over your family. You remember them Its too late Death welcomes you. Welcome home Edit: damn
my grandma is currently suffering from severe dementia and she was born in the twenties. listening to this whole album kind of makes me feel like i have a relationship with her again, i understand her confusion more now.
My theory is that the ending represents Terminal Lucidity, which usually comes right before death. After being ravaged by dementia, you finally get your memory back only to pass away shortly after.
Like sirens, screaming at you fall down an endless abyss forgetting their faces. A choir of voices you can faintly remember, but have no words to call upon and no emotions to feel. Forgetting that you exist, that you used to be a thing in the world, but now no longer. Symphonies of ontological torment, a song that you heard your entire life that you can no longer remember. My mother has Alzheimer’s, and I would do anything to stop her existential pain and horror.
Im so sorry man, youre both beautiful souls and she's so lucky to have you. Her memory lives in you, and you too are gonna pass it on. Just please stay strong. A lot of people love you both, blessings ❤
It's the scariest thing ever to go from not knowing what you had for breakfast, to not recognizing your loved ones to forgetting your own existence to have life become this, a faint distorted and broken down version of a memory, a song you always used to remember slowly escaping you while you can't get it back, before you realize nothing makes sense and that was the last of your sanity, the last of your emotions, and the last of your hopes, you would cry, you would scream, but you forgot how to do it... I would not wish upon anyone such fate
EATEOT has honestly made me so afraid of the fact that i cant remember what i had for breakfast. sure, i guess you should "make every moment count" or something like that but it really just makes me so aware of how every experience is slipping through my fingers like sand and it paralyzes me with fear of doing anything cause it will just be lost
Today, my grandfather passed away because of Parkinson's. He passed peacefully in his sleep in the morning. He was an amazing man, going out of his way to keep me and my sister happy, like taking us on drives or playing games with us. His Parkinson's progressed extremely quickly as of late, leaving him mute and breathing shallow gasps just 2 days ago. Today, he was pale and thin as a twig. I hope that he is waiting for me in heaven. Rest in peace, Conley. To say you were a great man was an understatement.
Death is a very funny thing. It leaves us all wondering. Contemplating it's TRUE form. To some, death is an escape. To others, something to fear. An object of their nightmares as their life slowly grinds to a halt. But for me, death is just sleep. A dreamless one at that. Filled with endless peace and quiet. It is a sleep that transports us to the next realm. Will it come as a screech? Or will it take the form of an old friend? It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you finally rest. You sleep. in heavenly peace. as you reconcile with the stars.
Isn’t it comforting? No more needed, no more worries, true peace, nothingness eternally.... I would hate to have to deal with this world over and over again.
This is probably the most beautiful song I've ever heard, but not just as the song on its own. The meaning behind it is so indescribably haunting, and yet so beautiful and peaceful. Just the last minute of no music gives me chills. It brings an extreme, visceral peace in pure silence I can't describe.
Massive thanks to lain as she found a book which has the lyrics named "O jesu christ, Thy cross doth call me," btw lyrics start at 1:02 O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For thou did'st give Thy life for mine Thou did'st give Thy life, for mine O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For Thou did'st give Thy life for mine Jesu Christ, Jesu Christ O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For Thou did'st give thy life for mine For Thou, did'st give Thy life, for mine Thy Sacred Heart For me is breaking Thy Sacred Heart For me is breaking For Thee my love at last is waking For Thee, my love is waking My life for ever more be thine My life for ever more be thine
This part made me want to cry. Imagine slowly decaying, falling and falling into the inky black void of nothingness, becoming a shell of a human. The worst part is, you don't even die for a while. Your family, the ones who care about you, just have to watch you fade. I really hope they find a cure for this horrid disease. The Caretaker did a really good job with this song, and the album as a whole.
@Killer Queen Well, I do understand you're point. Some people can't cry at certain points. But I so happened too. If its your thing, try looking for something sad like your soul
@Killer Queen Look, it's okay to cry sometimes. We aren't made to be strong 100% of the time. You probaly need something or someone to take off some steam and anger. Plus I know what you're doing, looking for an argument. All I can do is give you a suggestion. Take a break from the internet, find some music you like and relax
@UC96ERanfOsiZ4qCsOrxKzvw Why the sudden aggression towards people. He just stated that he cried since this album depicts an experience to people what (metaphorically) dementia sounds like, and emotions are a normal thing its not like you see someone cry for the 100th time. Stop trying to even make a scene and I recommend to fuck off this reply section then give yourself some fresh air.
@@lilsquidyyy Stage 1 is calming but it still has an uneasy feel to it, really easy for me. Stage 2 sorta had an uncanny valley feel to it, it was like stage one but instead it was more disturbing. Stage 3 is just noises. Stage 4 is where I first cried purely from fear. Stage 5 is where I was just shivering. And stage 6 was where I broke.
I listened to the whole series and holy hell, this song got me in tears. the worst part is its terminal lucidity it represents. the fact that you hear a choir of angels (or thats what i heard) and suddenly drops reminds me of how dementia really eats your memories of your loved ones, good times and recognitions away. the sudden quietness in the music is truly the most heartbreaking part because it represents you finally fully deteriorating. (which is death) thats what terminal lucidity is, its a regain of memeries on your last day. though not being able to do anything (moving, speaking, etc.) then death occurs. note that this song reminded me much of my grandma who died of lung cancer. this album can remind you much of your loved ones passing away from anything. hoped you liked my little chit chat
Man its crazy how this original sample was literally made with the intent of being private. Nobody besides the original choir and Leyland Kirby has them, and he's lucky to even have two copies. It almost really makes this more the magical, knowing that you won't ever truly hear the original sample unless it gets leaked out or Leyland Kirby releases it. It really, and truly feels like a solid end.
@@lilsquidyyy Terminal lucidity is a condition where clarity is regained before death. Alzheimers does not fully disintegrate the brain, that's how we have the brains of alzheimers patients.
@@lilsquidyyy it can be reversed because, recent researches prove that, by quantum physics, the memories stay inside the neurons and not in the connections between them, explaining how the suddent comeback of memories even though the brain is done for. A powerful wave of energy sent to the brain by the body, to attempt to act as a final gasp for air to the body, temporarily puts those neurons back to function but with most of their proteins destroyed, they can't function for too long.
For those who want to know more, this is an alternate version of an original off The Caretaker’s first album. Highly, highly recommend listening to that, it’s called Friends Past Reunited and it’s so heavenly yet terrifying. Absolute masterpiece.
My grandma was a great woman but after covid something changed in her, suddenly. Shes now crazy, more delusional and constantly thinks like things of the past are still present. She thinks that our grandpa is still with us even tho he died 19 years ago. She is still alive but for these few years she has been not the same person... I miss her old personality and how she cheered me up when I was a kid, she was the only person I talked then..... God I hope in heaven she will return to her normal personality, it would be so nice.
In the last moments of your life, you start to remember your loved ones, doctors realize your in a state called "terminal lucidity" as they tell you, your world starts to fade away as you vanish and start going up the skies to heaven.
My great grand mother was taken by this disease before I was born. And like many sufferers, she apparently became very clear towards the end after many years of being incoherent. My father was with my great grandfather and in a very rough spot in life himself, telling him that he was lost and didn’t know how to go on, that he felt like God had abandoned him. My great grandmother, who until then had for years sat in her rocking chair everyday and hummed nonsense to herself, suddenly stopped and stood up. She walked to him and kneeled beside my father and took his hands and said, “he won’t. He never will.” She then promptly returned to her chair, and within seconds was back to her non responsive mumbling. To this day, my father believes God spoke to him through my great grandmother. Maybe, maybe not. But it’s a clear example of how there’s always a piece of the person still inside the fractured mind of a dementia sufferer. And they have a few strong memories that can sometimes bring them back.
I was depressed enough after listening to the entire thing (even if it was not in one go), reading all the comments makes it worse. To this day I've never got destroyed by a piece of music. Yes, I listened to sad songs before but they usually had some kind of context behind them, like a sad movie or a tv show. This is just one song from the entire album without any context which doesn't even need any sad story behind it to be so powerful.
It's called "terminal lucidity", which is when a dementia or Alzheimer's patient suddenly is much more coherent and remembers their memories due to a wave of energy from their body to the brain which gets the neurons working again, but it only lasts from seconds to days because the neurons and the proteins that they have are decayed due to said Alzheimer's/dementia/amnesia. Either that or God spoke to your great grandmother. May she rest in peace 🙏
This is it. After enduring 6 hours worth of heartbreak, sorrow, & horror, your journey is almost over. And, fortunately or unfortunately, your life won't be the same again.
The creepiest part of this, is that, the tune actually makes sense, and you can hear it. You shouldn’t expect a Tune since it’s all the way at the end and at that point everything would be gone. But there is a tune, that you can very clearly hear, with no errors. After all this chaos, there’s the death tune. The end tune, that represents the person’s final moments, before dying.
Many people think this final part is sad, I disagree, it feels like a release from all the torment, a final beautiful melody that sets you free from this life
Yeah based on the whole album, its about dementia as you begin to lose grasp on reality. The sudden shift from warped music to an angelic choir is more so a peaceful yet depressing end where death is a more peaceful option than losing memory and sanity
@@zombienoah6408 adding to that, when I listened to the whole thing it felt sudden, like a sudden cut to the final part. I think it's that sudden because of how you can't really tell when you'll die. It's so sudden. One second you're there, the next one you've forgotten how to breathe.
Those first few seconds, man. This song rocked me so hard I kept on tearing up when I'd randomly hear that combination of those notes at the beginning. Kirby's work in general brought such an extreme definition to dementia, a horror, an existentiality and Importance that I'd never been aware of. My god. I'm crying now.
It’s peace. The years of torture are done. All you have to do now is sleep. You’re okay. You’re tired. It’s time to rest. It’s time to reach that peace. Everlasting, elegant, peace. That’s what this song means to me
I closed my eyes as I listened to this and I could visualise the scene from the movie "The Pianist" when Władysław Szpilman was crying while walking down a road devoid of life, with nothing but a breeze blowing over whatever scraps of luggage were left by the people that have been taken away on the trains to the camp, and I think it's slightly similar to dementia since the only thing left of those you once knew are bits and pieces that you can loosely if barely at all tie to them in any way, but you don't know what or who they tie to, they are just lost memories that you don't know you once had.
0:10 Crying/Banging Being put in a coffin or people mourning you 0:14 Funeral bell rings 0:21 Choir and orchestra starts playing 5:07 Music stops 5:16 A minute of silence to respect the life lost... at least that's what i think this track is
I always thought the beginning was the sound of coughing and then someone walking down a hallway, possibly a worker in hospice walking past the dementia patient’s room.
I did not cry from this, dont get me wrong it was emotional, but not in a sad way. instead it felt like liberation from the brutal 4 hours of noise i just endured. an intensely bitter sweet ending. I guess its kind of like dying if you were afflicted with this disease, you are emotional about all you have experienced through your journey but overall your final days were unfortunately torturous, and a quiet death is the best thing you can have to extract you out of the empty void of your own decayed mind. people have compared this to a funeral, but i see it more as an ascension to heaven type thing
The choir wasn't really a peaceful death. You can hear coughing in the background. They are obviously in an old folks home. Even when someone has dementia, they can still hear music and tunes from their past. When the music disappears So does their last trace of thought. They simply exist and dont think. The quiet wasn't death. It was the moment before death. They dont actually die until the album is over.
"plug your headphones on..." That was the last thing that my paternal grandmother said to me. I've never met my maternal grandparents for they had long passed away from metastasis when i was in my mother's belly, nor my paternal grandfather for he was an alcoholic and gave his last breath in the pursue of another drink I remember vividly how she came told me to plug my headphones in, she was suffering from an inherited decease that slowly closes your Epiglottis and suffocates you. She didn't even look at me while pronouncing those words, she didn't even said them with any tone When she passed away I discovered thay she had dementia and that she forgot all of her sons and grandkids except for my father (who went to live with her after my mother and him divorced) my uncle Eliud (he lived nextdoor) and me, i visited her constantly and she always said that i was her favorite grandchild. I don't know if she said it because she didn't like my cousins or if she forgot about them, and after hearing sporadic parts of the album I think i don't want to know the truth. Sadly she didn't pass awat peacefully as one of her lungs was pierced by a rib while my uncle tried to move her to another room to give time to her wife to steal her jewelry, she never got those 60 seconds of lucidity at the end of time
@@StavDev The thing is, neurology carries with it many risk because, you're not just experimenting, one wrong move can damage, traumatize and even take away a person's soul. So usually it takes many years, even decades to at least have any breakthrough.
honestly, the prospect of this ending being a final moment of clarity before the mind becomes a complete void is even more terrifying than if it was a funeral where the person had died
After watching a video about Hisashi Ouchi this song just feels different, when I listen to this song up until that point i think about what he had to go through in his last days, RIP Hisashi Ouchi, at least he doesn't have to suffer anymore.
