Thamyris invented the 8 string Cithara and challenged the muses to a musical duel. His punishment for losing was to have his hands cut off. Now all he can do is imagine one last chattar solo as he takes his last breath. The gods have taken away…

laying on the beach looking up to the stars.

Flying above the buildings and trees feeling free.

"Face it, she's gone and not coming back, its time to move on" done in folk style with acoustic guitar and harmonica.

Quick demo.

I took you seriously I took it carefully I didn't want to breathe too loudly I walked around silently I didn't say a word Fear was there beside me I know it sounds absurd But so what? So what. I lived without money I've lived without…

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