“And the Man in the rain
Picked up his bag of secrets,
And journeyed up the mountainside
Far above the clouds;
And nothing was ever heard from him again,
Except for the sound of
Tubular Bells…”

—  Mike Oldfield

Song lyrics, Tubular Bells III (1998)

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