Through a Headset.

Maurice Ravel pours his pen, his melody through shepherd pipes In an Arcady of cloud white anodyne; yet The rattle of bolts and chatter of clangorous Racks unracking and teethbitebetapping anvil hard Swinch and popp hammerall driving thudded Harrowchopping growlsqueal The train sounds will be heard, be heard, (The train sounds will be heard).