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This song at first seems like just another love song, but it has an undercurrent of sadness, darkness, melancholy.
The roses are the most perfect red - but they cut.
They laughed - but the storm was gathering.
Sheltered - but in the shadows.
It's good - but it can never stay.
The storm is coming. The happiness and laughter won't last, it will all slip away like a handful of sand. And there is nowhere to go to run from it.
What a hauntingly beautiful song.
This song at first seems like just another love song, but it has an undercurrent of sadness, darkness, melancholy.
The roses are the most perfect red - but they cut.
They laughed - but the storm was gathering.
Sheltered - but in the shadows.
It's good - but it can never stay.
The storm is coming. The happiness and laughter won't last, it will all slip away like a handful of sand. And there is nowhere to go to run from it.
What a hauntingly beautiful song.