The piece isn't about beginning. It's about remembering a beginning you never had.
Then, just before the two-minute mark: a single tubular bell strikes. mike oldfield tubular
A second guitar joins, then a third, layering harmonies that don't quite fit, then fit perfectly. They circle each other like sleepers turning in a vast, empty bed. The bass enters: not a rhythm, but a pulse. The heartbeat of a house left alone. The piece isn't about beginning