Fiddling fingers and a ticking mind bring a journey of sound. Everyday the belly of a raccoon fills with air and honey, his horn blowing audio waves for the bees to ride. Nails pluck strings and things awakening the future flowers of the new season. The drumming of tree stumps thump thump thump as they uproot themselves for the rhythm of a joyous sound. Whistles blow and the daydreamers add another line to their journal as noise neglected by the pedestrians becomes treasured into the music of the tree. No moment of silence is ever heard, even in at rest dreams of audio create visions of sound, for in this tree there will be no day without a noise. -ZDF Document of a Daydream [audio:|titles=Document of a Daydream]