I found the song "Cornerstone" while I was at the hospital struggling to recover from a lung removal surgery. I played it over and over again. It drove me to the moon. I closed my eyes and felt like I was in a party where everybody had to wear a white suit and drink colorful martinis. That happened inside my mind. But inside my hospital room, the patient happened to stood up and couldn't help but dancing peacefully giving thanks for every new breath that life was giving him. And he still does.