The tones unveil, whispers untwisting in an auditory desert...
Sundrenched melodies play their requiem, forward no more, an elegy in reverse.
Inverted harmonies hum low; a ghostly fog, rolling endlessly.
Brass notes claw the again seas whilst strings retreat into shadows.
Resound those whirls trapping illusions made now sharp rather than dim,
signalling reflections wandering unto themselves held but loosely.