[Intro: Solo felt piano, minimalist, fragile, brush drumming, muted trumpet] [Verse: Soft, close-mic'd, gentle cello joins piano and drums] When you stretch to the edge of the world once known, to the very end of the skin breathing life— a life that passes from death into life, slipping through the body’s hands, love returning to the fingertips— [piano] you cannot know if it is heaven, unless it collapses after the three days have come to pass. Until then, you endure the nuclear light of the heart overflowing beyond the skin’s edge in the symphony of a resurrected bliss. Melted a, the universe of past sorrows disappears ecstatically into past... Melted away, the universe of past sorrows disappears ecstatically into the glow of an infinite April’s atoms, in the thought filled with the pulse of love that rises and soars in a boundless perpetuum. [End: Fading into silence]
