In "Claddagh," Ciarán moves through the ache of a bond that feels both severed and stubbornly alive, apologizing to a lost love named Róisín while insisting that something of him remains inside her heart. The repeated image of being still inside another person turns separation into a kind of haunting, where absence and presence blur. The opening sense of unreality and hurt gives way to wondering why love leaves this particular wound, one that keeps questioning long after the fact. It is a tender, remorseful plea that acknowledges pain without demanding resolution.
Claddagh Lyrics by Ciarán
Uh
Ah-hah, hah, hah
It’s so unreal
It leaves you hurt
I hope and I wonder, why?
Ever notice how it makes you wonder? (Yeah)
We are still inside
Your heart
Baby, I’m sorry, baby, I’m sorry, sorry
Your, your, your, your heart
Róisín
Your heart, still inside
Oh, I, oh, I
