"Dark as roses and fine as sand
I feel your healing and your sting again.
I hear you laughing, and my soul is saved.
On forgotten graves you cry.
Crawl like ivy up my spine
Through my nerves and into my eyes
Cuts like anguish or
Recollections of better days gone by"
OK, this is about depression and living those old days when things were good, living in the past when times were better. It may be Cornell himself projecting the image of someone else, but it is in fact himself.
But he reflects, and realizes that sometimes we all need to cry to get through tough times. "On everyone's life, a little rain must fall". Chris makes this rain a sunshower to show that tears do not have to be a bad thing.
"Dark as roses and fine as sand I feel your healing and your sting again. I hear you laughing, and my soul is saved. On forgotten graves you cry.
Crawl like ivy up my spine Through my nerves and into my eyes Cuts like anguish or Recollections of better days gone by"
OK, this is about depression and living those old days when things were good, living in the past when times were better. It may be Cornell himself projecting the image of someone else, but it is in fact himself.
But he reflects, and realizes that sometimes we all need to cry to get through tough times. "On everyone's life, a little rain must fall". Chris makes this rain a sunshower to show that tears do not have to be a bad thing.