For whatever reason, this reminds me of the end-result of the war stricken Greek coastline during the latter months of World War Two...sorrow, decay, the perverse conclusion to a lifetime of man's destruction.
I am pretty confident, albeit strongly opinion-based, that the lyrics have to do with our natural proclivity towards failure and destruction as human beings. Plans ruined, wives and lovers heart-broken in an unbiased and limitless sorrow, contained in the wreckage of abandoned rooms and gardens built once and based around intentions of spending days in paradise, but fatally ending in a derelict portrait of human sorrow.
Anyway...Just a stab.
For whatever reason, this reminds me of the end-result of the war stricken Greek coastline during the latter months of World War Two...sorrow, decay, the perverse conclusion to a lifetime of man's destruction. I am pretty confident, albeit strongly opinion-based, that the lyrics have to do with our natural proclivity towards failure and destruction as human beings. Plans ruined, wives and lovers heart-broken in an unbiased and limitless sorrow, contained in the wreckage of abandoned rooms and gardens built once and based around intentions of spending days in paradise, but fatally ending in a derelict portrait of human sorrow. Anyway...Just a stab.