An absence of sound, of people, the sound of a train in the distance, footsteps across creepy wooden boards.

An absence of thought, dust like visions dancing across eyelids, raw, undisturbed.

Listening to raindrops knocking on a window.

Part 2: http://8tracks.com/blanketwaves/presence
Part 3: http://8tracks.com/blanketwaves/stillness

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