The sonic equivalent of a cloudy Sunday. Mellower, spare, softer way of communicating longing or saying 'my family was grated to death.' Sad piano, drums, bass, arpeggiating synths, cluster-esque pads and slow tempo drum loops let your audience know the cancer has spread to the bones, glands and surrounding furniture. Halting stop-start bridge section @:33 provides isolated hits, which build back to the melody @:45. Good for deaths, missing children and veeeery slow sports. 80 bpm (Amin)