Visions
Rose Chronicles Lyrics


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I smell the salt air
It stays in my hair
Like memories that cling to my head
I'm walking on lines
Of all that reminds
I'm hanging on like beads on a thread

Far, far
These visions are
These visions are
Far, far

My shallow desire
That screams in a fire
Is burning out from embers to dust
The flowers and streams
That glow in my dreams
Are nurturing the seeds, seeds of lust

Far, far
These visions are
These visions are
Far, far

Cherub flies with a dove
Her wings carrying love
A sharp wind blown descending her fall
windblown bodies will flail
Get all wrapped in my sail
Above a sea of comfort for all

Far, far
These visions are
These visions are




Far, far
These visions are

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Visions by Rose Chronicles express a sense of nostalgia and longing. The singer describes walking on lines and clinging to memories that stay with them like the salt air in their hair. They are holding on like beads on a thread to all that reminds them of their past. The chorus repeats the phrase "far, far" to emphasize the distance between the singer's current reality and the visions they have in their mind.


The second verse explores the singer's conflicting desires. Their shallow desire for instant gratification is burning out, while their dreams of flowers and streams nurture their more meaningful desires, including the "seeds of lust" that may represent their creative impulses or romantic longings.


The final verse introduces a cherub flying with a dove, representing love and harmony. However, this image is quickly contrasted with a sharp wind blowing and windblown bodies flailing, representing the harsh realities of life. Despite this, the singer finds comfort in the sea of their own imagination and visions.


Overall, Visions by Rose Chronicles is a poetic expression of the longing for something more and the enduring power of memories and imagination.


Line by Line Meaning

I smell the salt air
I sense the salty breeze and its fragrance


It stays in my hair
It lingers on my hair


Like memories that cling to my head
Similar to how memories cling to my mind


I'm walking on lines
I tread upon the lines


Of all that reminds
Of everything that recalls


I'm hanging on like beads on a thread
I cling like beads on a string


Far, far
Distant, distant


These visions are
These visions are


My shallow desire
My superficial longing


That screams in a fire
That screams in flames


Is burning out from embers to dust
Is fading away from embers to ashes


The flowers and streams
The flowers and streams


That glow in my dreams
That shine in my dreams


Are nurturing the seeds, seeds of lust
Are fostering the seeds, the seeds of desire


Cherub flies with a dove
A cherub flies with a dove


Her wings carrying love
Her wings transporting love


A sharp wind blown descending her fall
A sharp wind blows, descending with her fall


windblown bodies will flail
Bodies tossed by the wind will flail


Get all wrapped in my sail
All get enveloped in my sail


Above a sea of comfort for all
Above a sea of comfort for everyone


Far, far
Distant, distant


These visions are
These visions are


Far, far
Distant, distant


These visions are
These visions are




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