Memories of when I used to go the junkyard for car parts, a long time ago. One time it started to rain and soon there was no one else around anywhere. Deep in the yard I picked an old car to wait it out in with the doors and windows closed up. The solitude and lone sound of rain splashing/pattering on the hood & roof led to some of the most calming and peaceful moments I can ever remember having. I recall that experience as my "junkyard zen".
"I found my mind wandering. I became aware of everything at once - the rust-covered car, the peeling paint on the buildings, the moored boats with no captains to chart any waypoints...but most of all, I felt the ubiquitous melanchony of this place all around me, constant as the rain. It suddenly hit me - we're all trying to either get to Silent Hill, or escape from it."
Very cool, love the old car.....and I like the videos best that have rain along with the music.......that the most. calming....my gf us even starring to like them when we go to sleep ❤
After all these years, I think Silent Hill has trapped me in his arms, infact I intentionally stuck in the silent hill. As I hear another music inspired by Silent Hill ambient, and watching this view, sound of rain... I think I have always belonged to here, even before i was born. I feel an attractive sadness in my heart. I have no one by my side, u know? At least James Sunderland had a died love to be regret for and greave for. I searched my mind, but I have no memories. No one standing beside me in this rain. No memory, no regeneration, no remembering. Somehow, I don't think about anything, my mind has no memories, just injoing the music and being in silent hill. And this is where that I've always been telling to myself, now I have backed to my orgins, where no memories and no regrets exist, just feel a pure pleasure and deep sadness... Thanks for this great music, for my eternity...
being the second silent hill video that i encounter this exact comment im starting to think it is a spam. And if not, its authenticity is questionable now. Disliked
