A blank, white room. A tiny crack in the wall. Push through into the emptiness. Bonechurch takes you on another trip into the in between sounds. From the cavernous booms of "Clock Of Fate" to the glacial spaces of "Twilight At The End Of Time", Within Empty Spaces is a palate of abstractions. A snippet of melody flies by only to be replaced by an icy drone. Voices crackle just beyond earshot. This is a soundtrack for ghosts.