God moving over the face of the waters

I will always remember Moby being the first musician I heard which made me feel real, raw emotion as the sounds seeped into my ears. I must have been about 10 or 11. I'd repeat the same song over and over in my tinny earphones on a CD player which constantly needed new batteries. I listed to the haunting beauty of each track as I watched out the car window in the darkness. It brought tears to my eyes and a sort of sadness, a happy sadness. I still feel it to this day when I listen to the familiar albums as I draw, he has to be up there with one the musical greats surely. In my book certainly. Just let me play 'God moving over the face of the waters' one last time before I sleep, it will surely take my mind to some colourful places...