Time is a melody that presses forward regardless.
The stable, basal baseline thumps away at the lower register as the metronome ticks.
Eventually as our instinctive bodies develop into more unpredictable individuals, some textures join in. Let's call them tenor and alto.
And among the noise eventually you can pick out certain melodies. Long choruses, cheeky ornaments or brief grace notes flicker, delight.... and close.
Triplets and appogiaturas scale your grand opus up. Or down.
And on drones the baseline, ticking towards the end of the piece.
The challenge, should you accept it, is to keep whistling a pretty descant over the top.
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