The Thing That Soothes My Soul.

Would be any sort of good music. Clean, and clear. It's the perfect communication between musicians to express what they feel even if it's too technical.

Even technicality has its own beauty.

Just beyond the churchyard gates;
Where the grass is overgrown.
I saw the writing on her stone;
I felt like I would suffocate.

"In loving memory of our child;
So innocent; eyes opened wide."
I felt so empty as I cried;
Like a part of me had died.

I'm learning all about my life; by looking through her eyes.