Hans Zimmer's composes music that asks you, then instinctively forces you to feel. Anything and everything. Singing melodies of comfort, coupled with tension, it pulls at your skin. Palpating from the tiniest nerve in your fingertips, out the heel of your foot. It begins gradually, a crescendo into a symphony of musical texture, until Hans silences the noise and leaves you there. Alone. With nothing but your own thoughts.