Some days are bright as the colour red. Not the bleeding, painful red but a happy and passionate redness. It burns like a flame, hoping for a better tomorrow. Days that burn in blue and shades of red. Warm red reminds you of the song you loved once so dearly but forgot completely in the passage of time. Red is the homecoming to your favourite song. Red breaks the social norms, rigid conformity we owe it to the word, fuels us in passion and fires revolutionary. When we die and become space dust the redness in our lives add hues to the setting sun, making others believe in magic.