Hello, hello, once again. I bring you the music of the night from the Phantom of the Opera. Not everybody enjoys this music, but I sure do. And many others. So, here we go. Slowly, gently, night infers its splendor. Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender. Hearing is believing, music is deceiving. Heart is lightning, soft as candlelight. Dare you trust the music of the night. Close your eyes, for your eyes will only tell the truth. And the truth is in what you want to see. In the dark, it is easy to pretend that the truth is what it ought to be. Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you. Time's running out. Thanks for listening. That was so tricky. Until the next one.