The procedure for reviewing these songs isn't rocket science. We put the tracks on repeat, listen until they soak into our subconscious, then listen some more, until they suffuse our hearts and blood. Then we nick a vein and the review pretty much writes itself.
Unfortunately, with "The Journey," I blacked out as soon as the song repeated for the first time. That night, when I finally came to, I realized that during those lost hours I had solved all my life's problems. And I still wasn't tired of the song.