Electric organ alone, sparse chords hanging in a dark room.

A faint pad swells under the organ, widening the field.

Muted drums creep in beneath the sustained organ.

Soft voice enters—fragile grain over the dusty pulse.

The slow pocket holds—warm organ, dry drums, voice laid close on top.

Voice presses a fresh line over the same slow pocket.

Voice falls back; organ and dusty drums stretch open.

A string line lifts over the plodding beat.

The strings thicken into a high, saturated crest.

Strings recede; organ and beat reclaim the floor.

Voice slips back in, soft against the organ bed.

Voice steps out; the dusty organ groove carries alone.

It re-enters quieter still, almost breath on the beat.

Strings swell back in over the heavy beat.

They lock into a saturated high crest.

Soft voice cuts back through for a last stretched phrase.

Voice and pulse fall off. Only the organ chord remains, slowly decaying into silence.