This is what the after life would sound like, I think. Not that I've been there, mind you, at least not this time around, but I think it would sound like this music makes me feel. Disconnected, floating, dreamy, high among the clouds. The strings were brought in as the unconscious part of us that notices in dreams when things are not "quite right" and we know something is amiss, or wrong, but can't put our finger on it. It represents, I hope, the part of me that would still wish for life, to be among the living, as hard, brutal and painful as it can be sometimes.
The strings add the odd poignant aspect of being in a dream, and knowing you are. Perhaps in death, everything will seem all great and wonderful. There will always be a full plate of food somewhere, and water as far as the eye can see to drink. Friends and family around you to talk, in a voiceless disconnected way, perhaps. But there will always be a nagging part of the consciousness that will recognize something out of sorts.
Regardless, I think I would prefer to be alive than dead.