I take this song (sad, gloomy and, yet, terrific) to mean a deep sadness and confusion for, literally, the loss of an unborn child due, maybe, to an abortion ("Don't be angry for loving the baby/And say it's unreal/So many lives turned to salt/Like roses who're hiding their thorns") whom the singer mourn before someone just a little insensitive. From there, the song displays the whole bunch of the singer's depressing, dreary feelings, and his growing incapacity for feeling and touching, together with his couple, whomever that might be. Still, the guy's able to rationalize and dopped himself--a substitute for loving and melancholy--the emotional ordeal he's/they're passing through, although we all know that there's no much hope: it's the end of the world.
I take this song (sad, gloomy and, yet, terrific) to mean a deep sadness and confusion for, literally, the loss of an unborn child due, maybe, to an abortion ("Don't be angry for loving the baby/And say it's unreal/So many lives turned to salt/Like roses who're hiding their thorns") whom the singer mourn before someone just a little insensitive. From there, the song displays the whole bunch of the singer's depressing, dreary feelings, and his growing incapacity for feeling and touching, together with his couple, whomever that might be. Still, the guy's able to rationalize and dopped himself--a substitute for loving and melancholy--the emotional ordeal he's/they're passing through, although we all know that there's no much hope: it's the end of the world.