Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.
“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.”
“It all comes down to when spring training comes. Do you want to go or don't you? If you want to go, you go.”