There are two that resonate for my soul. The first one is strictly an instrumental and a sort of vibration confirmation, and whose title relates to the second song's title, as the lyrics is a revelation of sort, as I have always resonated with Socrates/Plato, and considered myself a philosopher of sort. Perhaps only just a ragged philosopher, in truth. But true philosophy, as Socrates defined it,
is the seeking of truth, and also practicing dying (reincarnation). Anyway, the one goes with the other, as far as my musical taste goes. However, I must state here that most music resonates with my soul, in general. And I must also state that, in my opinion, all music is inspired from "heaven" above, or as the ancient Greeks believed, it was Apollo and the Muses that inspired all earthly artists. But perhaps it may be more of a matter that we souls have existed forever, and therefore already know all things, including all music, which we must have listened to, in eternity. Also, Socrates did tell us that philosophy is the noblest and best of music.
Upon this Cebes said: I am glad, Socrates, that you have mentioned the name of Aesop. For it reminds me of a question which has been asked by many, and was asked of me only the day before yesterday by Evenus the poet –he will be sure to ask it again, and therefore if you would like me to have an answer ready for him, you may as well tell me what I should say to him:–he wanted to know why you, who never before wrote a line of poetry, now that you are in prison are turning Aesop’s fables into verse, and also composing that hymn in honour of Apollo. Tell him, Cebes, he replied, what is the truth–that I had no idea of rivalling him or his poems; to do so, as I knew, would be no easy task. But I wanted to see whether I could purge away a scruple which I felt about the meaning of certain dreams. In the course of my life I have often had intimations in dreams ’that I should compose music.’ The same dream came to me sometimes in one form, and sometimes in another, but always saying the same or nearly the same words: ’Cultivate and make music,’ said the dream. And hitherto I had imagined that this was only intended to exhort and encourage me in the study of philosophy, which has been the pursuit of my life, and is the noblest and best of music
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Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze
Come on you target for faraway laughter
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon
Shine on you crazy diamond
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light
Shine on you crazy diamond
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision
Rode on the steel breeze
Come on you raver, you seer of visions
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far
Shine on you crazy diamond
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there
Shine on you crazy diamond
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph, and sail on the steel breeze
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!