[ wp ] Describe something beautiful . It could be an alien landscape , or a person you fell in love with . It could be a gift that arrived at the perfect time and brought you up out of depression . Hell it could even be a simple conversation .

It was in a cool basement on a December morning not too long ago. With a belly full of breakfast on a comfortable worn-in couch, I lay down to listen to an album. A band from the community had made it and the songs that had made the radio compelled me to get it. 
 I was a lot of good ol' hard-hitting rock and roll, all screaming guitars and pounding drums; a blue-collar working man's kind of music. No pomp, no circumstance, no pretense, just a bunch of guys doing their thing; a sonic encapsulation of the region. 
 Then the last song starts. A lone piano leading to a gravely voice, reflecting on the past. Slowly, strings build themselves in with the piano. It was one of those hauntingly beautiful pieces that brings a tingling sensation all over your body. Each instrument brought emotion with it that you never usually hear. Fond memories, mixed with somber lyrics and inklings of regret; hopes and dreams of more to come. 
 The music comes to a break as the piano is stopped, and the last notes of his vibrato cease. The song switches gears. You can feel the tone change. There's an energy being brought in by the faster notes of a new melody on the piano, uplifting, re-assuring. The strings sound warmer, like good times in the presence of friends. The voice returns: 
 `` I see too many a-men watered down, I see too many a-fires burnt out 
 I was there to see your eyes a tire, I was there to hear the talk that did n't inspire 
 You should've burnt your bills, you should have run from the feds 
 Forgot your name and flushed your meds 
 You should've said the things you heard in your head 
 There's too many good men, livin' dead'' 
 These words really put the point on a year for me that had seen a lot of drastic ups and downs. A year where I had hidden away and not risked a lot because of what had already been lost; work, love, friends, the self-confidence that 10 months prior had been squashed and was only now just returning. Regret after regret brought to mind. Then the voice continues with more in support: 
 
 `` And IiiiiiII do n't wan na miss a damn thing'' 
 
 With a single line, perfectly delivered, it took me out of that funk they had just thrown me into. Put simply, with one line, it was reminder that the past is gone. It is something to reflect on and understand that it lead to where you are now, but can change nothing. All you can do is go forward. 
 I could lead you to the song and let you listen to it, but I'm not sure if it would have the same effect. Even after listening to it numerous times afterwards, I still ca n't recapture the full feeling of being wrapped up in a blanket, sitting in a comfortable place, blissfully well-fed and having hope spring up out of a clouded mind through the beauty of music. 
 I hope you get to feel it some day.
