A song for Natasha
I was moved to write a song about Natasha's situation. The lyrics are below. I'll try and set up a link to a free download of the song within the next 48 hours. Feel free to repost this on other boards provided you include the copyright info.
I've never met Natasha or, as far as I know, anyone associated with her. I just know her from her movie roles and things written about her.
I can't claim that this song is accurate or insightful - it's just how I see things from a long way away.
I hope and pray that the last verse turns out to be prophetic.
For Natasha by Ivan McKeon
Natasha you lie in your hospital bed
The vultures of virtue circle over you head
And they're talking about you like your already dead
Like they can't wait to cast you aside
Another wild child washed out with the tide.
The obituaries are ready to roll
They'll dissect your life, your body and soul
Swallow you up and then spit you out whole
With their righteous, resigned indignation
As a symbol of youth degradation
Like carrion crows they wait for you to die
Then they'll feast on warmed-over American Pie
And some crocodile tears they'll squeeze out if they try
And they'll talk about talent that's wasted
But they don't know the poison you tasted
Well you lost your apartment, you lost your respect,
Seems you lost your direction in search of a fix
And there's no movie magic to bring you special effects
No talk-shows, no laughter, no glamour
Only illness, addiction and squalor
Well it seems that your friends were the fair-weather kind
Did you push them away with your drug-addled mind?
Or did they all desert you? All gone like the wind
When you couldn't come up with the cash
Did they leave outside with the trash?
The agents, the managers, your co-stars, your chums
With a silence so deafening it pierces my 'drums
All rush to support you - no I don't see them come
They're ashamed to be seen at your side
Singing "There but for fortune go I"
Natasha get up from you hospital bed
Make the gossips eat up every word that they've said
There are new friends a-waiting, a new way ahead
There's a future out there to be tried
If you stand up and face it with pride
Natasha you lie in your hospital bed
With the vultures of virtue circling over your head
Don't be their fodder you can eat them instead
You must've seen hell through you eyes
Natasha you must realize
From the depths it's now time to arise
Now it's time to recapture the prize
Copyright 2005 Ivan McKeon