They wander through life like cows in a herd, being lead by the rancher. Some of you might actually like it. I forgot your like moths to a flame acting upon instinct to fallow the light, and touch it at all costs.
People fallow the music they know.
The music that they are comfortable with. With comfort there is no fear. Without fear their is no drive to change, and without drive nothing happens. When one person raises their voice with the drive of change, there are certain individuals that stop and listen, then walk away from the herd, wanting the change. It is the Nature of the human race to change and evolve.