No Land In Sight
Ivan Chew
I was imagining a voyage at sea: a ship on becalmed waters, under the merciless blaze of the sun and her passengers at the verge of giving up hope. And then someone starts playing a tune on the guitar (ok, so the electric guitar part needs a little bit of imagination… think SciFi, OK?)
Music creates hope. Even when no land is in sight.
Music creates hope. Even when no land is in sight.