[massive bass drops in — echo chamber opens — one melodica phrase, delayed] VOICE 1 (buried in echo — half-sung, unhurried): step aside... let the groove ride... the voice is just a rumour here let the bass decide... [space — echoes decay] step aside... nothing to prove... disappearing is the move the pocket don't need a name... let the echo carry the claim VOICE 2 (chant, distant, soaked in delay): version... version... the version runs the song version... version... the self is gone, the groove goes on [dub siren — bass swells — melodica answers itself] VOICE 1 (even deeper in the mix, fragments): no broadcast... just weather... no performer... just the tether... bassline holdin' the ground... echo passin' it around... VOICE 2 (chant, fading): version... version... the version runs the song version... version... the self is gone, the groove goes on [bass rides alone — echoes ring — long decay] VOICE 3 (spoken, distant, dry — almost an echo itself): The voice stepped out. The groove didn't notice — it was never about the voice. That's the whole teaching of the version: you were always the echo of something heavier. Clean node. Still ringing.
