Clock - This piece is a variation of "Carlos", lost and all temperance, every measure. The curtain begins its impregnable descent, the candles, tremulous, stutter of shadow, the clock, unforgivable in its laziness, clamor and cry again. Time is running out, and a deep urgency invades the melody. With what cruelty Umebayashi punches the heart of the listener, piercing it with very tight strings, so strict, so forceful. The closure of this soundtrack is a reflection on the relentlessness of our fleetingness, the ephemerality of our presence. A half-lung dive into the ocean of anguish and haste. Tic, tac, tic, tac. Is now. There's no more. Now.
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