Silver Strings

{gentle fingerstyle nylon guitar intro with soft room

resonance}

No heavy words to carry home,

No distant roads

left on the map.

Just open hands and quiet skies,

And time to simply rest

and nap. {close-mic intimate delivery}

Clear water running through

the stone, A quiet place to call

our own.

The noise has faded out of sight,

And everything is calm and light.

{soft vocal layering on

final line} {guitar melody development with light string resonance}

All quiet.

Tiguidou. {final guitar chord fading into absolute silence}