Sometimes the world tries to knock it out of you
But I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy talesI like to imagine that what I hear came from my mother and father
Maybe the notes I hear are the same ones they heard the night they metMaybe that’s how they found each otherMaybe that’s how they’ll find me
I believe that once upon a time, long ago they heard the music, and followed it.
[August Rush]