-G-R-A-V-I-T-Y-

Gravity captures a single impossible moment.

The fraction of a second before the world has decided where "down" is. The wet sand is still, the sea is silent, the stones have already found their place... except for one.

It isn't floating.

It simply hasn't learned that it is supposed to fall.

The music lives in that same suspended moment. It doesn't rush or explain. It quietly holds time still, just before everything begins to move again.