The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled. Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things! Blunt the sharpness, Untangle the knot, Soften the glare, Merge with dust. Oh, hidden deep but ever present! I do not know from whence it comes. It is the forefather of the gods.
Music causes feelings and actions. There is no physical way to capture the essence of sound. Once it released into existence, it causes a reaction to the listener that is without any way for the listener to accurately describe those feelings and emotions.
Music is eternal and can never fail from any amount of use.