Music.

There just is something about a note.

a chord.

a 5th.

a 7th.

Men find themselves burried in the filth of life and of war and it is music that carries them away. Away to some far off place where blood is replaced by the lillies of the field and steel is replaced by a womans touch.

Music is a plce in our minds where people are not wrong and circumstances always play in our favor.

It's that chord that rings to the tune of our hearts and leads us to who we were and are supposed to be.