I love the psychedelic reference and “piece” pun. Thanks especially for taking us to Hiroshima in your comment. I have an older sister who was literally born on August 6th, 1945. I find I’m often finishing up a song when that date rolls around.
War does indeed suck, and I was hoping to get some of the cross-cultural joy (and peace at the end of the tune) that might emerge if my title might ever become reality. Regrettably, there’s a long way to go to that point.
Thanks very much for the listen and the good words.