Something I did with my brand new Notion 4 software.

Lyrics -- Late on winter nights I think to myself The hours slip away. I've lost track of days. I've never thought Of it that way. The stars drip Into the nightly abyss. The moon is made of you. The stars are made of me. Worlds…

You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins. --- /For Trevor, from far abroad

Just messing around with some ideas. 1/2 Step down standard tuning.

Acoustic guitar experiment with a post new age raga stylee