The power of music

Sometimes I'd spend most of my time sittin' at the piano, lettin' my hands explore over the keys, and listenin' to every note like it was the most beautiful sound I've ever made. No one could steal this moment and pure joy from me. My music created a sense of nostalgia, longin', and sadness with poignant, bittersweet chords and progressions. I felt like nothin' really matters to me at tat moment. The world does revolve around each individual, and it only stops revolvin' on ya when your life ends.