“Some Version of Me” is the reflective closing chapter in CC3PO’s emotional journey. It’s not a love story—it’s a life story. The lyrics explore quiet resilience, emotional maturity, and choosing personal truth without burning bridges. With stripped-back instrumentation and a soft but powerful delivery, this track paints the portrait of a man who stayed, evolved, and learned to live honestly—without needing to be seen. A powerful ballad for anyone learning to live with love, loss, and a deeper sense of self.

Some Version of Me

“fall from the garden” is a bluesy R&B confession about the quiet struggle between holding on and letting go. It’s the sound of self-awareness colliding with exhaustion..where faith meets doubt, and healing feels just out of reach.

Through smoky guitar tones and soulful phrasing, Bryant Love paints the feeling of standing in the rain, watching everything grow except your own garden. The song wrestles with guilt, stagnation, and the weight of unseen battles, asking what it really costs to finally release control.

fall from the garden

After the Sky Ran Out of Blue captures that quiet hour after heartbreak — when the city still hums, but something inside you has gone still. The story unfolds on empty streets and under fading neon, where the narrator lights a smoke and faces what’s left when love slips away. It’s a cinematic reflection on loss and moving on, painted in soft, blue tones — tender, honest, and a little smoky. The song lingers like a memory you can’t quite let go of, balancing melancholy with the faint hope that morning might still bring back the color.

After the Sky Ran Out of Blue erzählt von jener stillen Stunde nach dem Verlust — wenn die Stadt weiterlebt, aber in einem selbst alles stehen bleibt. Zwischen leeren Straßen und verblassendem Neonlicht zieht der Erzähler eine Zigarette an und blickt dem entgegen, was bleibt, wenn die Liebe verschwunden ist. Eine sanft melancholische Momentaufnahme von Loslassen und Erinnerung, in schimmernden Blautönen gezeichnet – zärtlich, ehrlich und leicht vernebelt. Ein Song, der wie eine Erinnerung nachhallt, die man nicht ganz vergessen kann, mit einem Hauch Hoffnung, dass der Himmel vielleicht doch wieder Farbe findet.

After the sky ran out of blue

The bar was half asleep, the jukebox stuck on two
Your glass still sweating where you left your view
I walked outside, the night was torn in two
The city sighed and said, “She’s gone — what else is new?”

So I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
Watched the ash fall slow and sideways
Like it didn’t know what else to do
Yeah, I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
And every cloud looked tired
Just like I do without you

A stray dog barked at nothing, just to hear his sound
A siren cried, then changed its mind and turned around
The coffee shop was empty, chairs turned upside down
Your shadow crossed the pavement, then it drowned

So I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
Watched the ash fall slow and sideways
Like it didn’t know what else to do
Yeah, I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
And every dream got smaller
Since the world forgot about you

Maybe tomorrow the sun comes late
Maybe it’s tired of keeping faith
Maybe the light’s just learning how
To live without your face

So I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
The wind just laughed and whispered
“Guess it’s getting over you”
Yeah, I lit a smoke on Main Street
After the sky ran out of blue
And I’m still here, pretending
That the sky might turn back true


After the sky ran out of blue

If We Don’t is a reflective, experimental indie-alt anthem about heartbreak, healing, and letting go with grace. Written during a month in a psychiatric hospital, it captures the moment between regret and acceptance, where love becomes understanding and closure becomes peace. Blending emotional vocals, cinematic drums, ambient guitars, and a hypnotic steel-drum-inspired synth hook, the track explores the truth that sometimes healing means learning to live without what once defined you.

It’s about owning your past, forgiving yourself, and finding beauty in moving forward.
Dramatic yet hopeful, vulnerable yet uplifting. If We Don’t is the sound of release.

If We Dont

"Her Goodbye" is one person's doorway to the thing we think we need, closure. But it is more than that. For this person, it is a catharsis, a cleansing and a profound letting go of things that can control one's life tor the rest of it unless you give it up and let it go. Death is a strong kind of closure, but often incomplete. This is where digging deep and really letting go can happen.

Lyrics

Verse 1
This is meant to be a song, but do I dare let it be,
As a vessel that for years was bound and finally set free?
A melody of parting, of what was never mended,
A truth I carried silently until your days had ended.

Chorus
I leave you rest, I take release, no storms remain behind me,
The past is buried, turned to dust, no chains are left to bind me.
I gave the care that should be given, the duty that was mine,
And now I walk into the light, unbroken—by design.

Verse 2
Our paths ran side by side in silence, seldom crossing near,
The echoes of your choices were the only voice I’d hear.
Yet still I bore the cup of care, I carried what was true,
Not out of love returned to me, but out of what was due.

Chorus
I leave you rest, I take release, no storms remain behind me,
The past is buried, turned to dust, no chains are left to bind me.
I gave the care that should be given, the duty that was mine,
And now I walk into the light, unbroken—by design.

Verse 3
I will not raise the ghosts again, nor let the old wounds speak,
The ashes of forgotten years are cold, and faint, and weak.
What matters now is not the past, nor what you failed to see,
But that I choose to close the book and claim my liberty.

Bridge
No vengeance lingers on my tongue, no bitterness remains,
I lay aside the broken years, the losses and the chains.
What’s done is done, the book is closed, the ending written clear—
I rise beyond the shadowed past, and leave it buried here.

Final Chorus / Outro
I leave you rest, I take release, the road ahead is mine,
I’ve paid the debts of yesterday, I will not toe that line.
So here’s my last and only gift, a whispered, clean goodbye—
I turn, I breathe, I live, I love, beneath a freer sky.

Her Goodbye

“Goodbye Lily” tells a tender story of love, memory, and letting go. It paints a picture of a girl who turned ordinary nights into something unforgettable — the spark that still lingers in city lights and café reflections. Through the singer’s eyes, we see Lily chasing new dreams while he learns to say goodbye with quiet grace. The song glows with warmth and nostalgia, blending the rhythm of the city with a heartfelt sense of farewell — a nod to what’s gone and a gentle embrace of what remains.

„Goodbye Lily“ erzählt eine berührende Geschichte von Liebe, Erinnerung und dem Loslassen. Es geht um ein Mädchen, das aus gewöhnlichen Nächten etwas Unvergessliches machte – die Inspiration, die noch immer in den Lichtern und Spiegelungen der Stadt nachklingt. Durch die Augen des Erzählers erleben wir, wie Lily neuen Träumen nachjagt, während er lernt, sie mit stiller Würde gehen zu lassen. Der Song strahlt Wärme und Nostalgie aus, verbindet den Puls der Stadt mit einem gefühlvollen Abschied – ein leises Dankeschön an das Vergangene und ein liebevoller Blick auf das, was bleibt.

Goodbye Lily

She used to hum to the jukebox light
Bare feet dancing on a Friday night
Hair pinned up with a hotel comb
She made every cheap room feel like home

Now it’s morning trains and downtown calls
She’s chasing stars through mirrored halls
And I still see her in café glass
Laughing like time would never pass

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were my city, my wild parade
My sweetest song that never stayed
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go

She’d steal the light from a neon sign
Write her dreams on a subway line
Told me love’s just a borrowed flame
But I kept hoping she’d sign my name

Now she’s shining in a downtown show
Silver dress, but her eyes still glow
And I’m just one of those faces there
Fading out in the smoky air

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were my city, my wild parade
My sweetest song that never stayed
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go

Maybe someday she’ll hum that tune
Walking alone by a Chelsea moon
And wonder if I made it through
Like I still wonder what became of you

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were the rhythm beneath my skin
The dance I’d lose, then start again
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Goodbye, Lily — there you go


Goodbye Lily

A slow blues ballad about the moment everything changes.

I spent so long trying to earn my way, step by step, brick by brick—keeping score, watching the clock run down, wondering if I'd ever be good enough. Then one single moment of grace broke through, and I realized: I don't have to keep trying anymore. I'm already home.

This song is for anyone who's exhausted from striving, anyone carrying the weight of not being enough, anyone who needs to hear that the long road ends in rest. It's about the vertical leap—when sudden grace replaces endless effort, when one heartbeat of believing burns away years of struggle.

Fingerpicked acoustic guitar, mournful harmonica, and honest vocals tell the story of liberation from the burden of self-salvation. Influenced by delta blues, folk storytelling, and the spiritual depth of gospel, but accessible to anyone who's ever felt the relief of finally letting go.

The journey from exhaustion to freedom. From striving to rest. From the long road to home.

If this song resonates with you, please share it with someone who needs to hear it. We're all walking each other home.

Lyrics: 
Verse 1
I walked that long road, friend, for longer than I know,
Tried to earn my way to heaven, step by step so slow.
I did everything they told me, kept my promises each day,
Gave away everything I had, just trying to find the way.

Verse 2
They said you gotta build it up, brick by heavy brick,
Count every single good deed, make the list real thick.
I watched the clock run down, tried to beat the setting sun,
Wondered if I'd ever make it, wondered if I'd ever be done.

Chorus
But that long road can't compare to the leap I made that day,
When the truth hit my heart and washed my fear away.
I heard it like thunder, and I believed it right then,
One single moment changed everything—I was home again.
That one thought burned away all the years I'd tried.

Verse 3
They told me He was gone, that He left us here alone,
That the story ended long ago, turned to dust and stone.
But a voice came out of nowhere, singing truth so clear and bright,
Said "That story was the doorway—now you're standing in the light.
I've been here all along, child, you don't have to chase,
You don't have to earn tomorrow when you're standing face to face."

Chorus
And that long road can't compare to the leap I made that day,
When the truth hit my heart and washed my fear away.
I heard it like thunder, and I believed it right then,
One single moment changed everything—I was home again.
That one thought burned away all the years I'd tried.

Bridge
No more looking back now, no more keeping score,
I don't have to wonder if I've done enough anymore.
I jumped right over all that counting, threw the numbers far away,
I got a promise in my soul now, and it's here to stay.
'Cause I found the truth and held it tight here in my hand,
My one moment of believing was worth more than all the sand.

Outro
You can build your towers high, you can work until you drop,
But I already made it home—I already reached the top.
'Cause I got the promise living right here in my soul—
Oh, I took the leap, yes I took the leap,
And now I'm finally whole...

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Already Home

(Verse 1 - อนิจจังของสังขาร)
แสงไฟวัยเยาว์...ที่เคยวาบไหว
รอยยิ้มเสียงหัวเราะ...ก็เป็นเพียงภาพลวงตา
ทุกความสนุก...ที่ว่าไม่จางหาย
ล้วนเป็นอนิจจัง...มีเกิดขึ้นแล้วก็ดับไป
โลกทั้งใบที่เคยยึดมั่น...วันนี้สลาย
(Pre-Chorus - การเลือกและการยึดมั่น)
เพื่อคำว่ารัก...เพื่อคำว่า "คู่กัน"
เราเลือกทางเดินใหม่...ด้วยใจที่ใฝ่ฝัน
สวมแหวนวงนั้น...คือการก่อภพใหม่
ไม่คิดถึงความเหงา...ที่มันซ่อนอยู่ในใจ
เพราะการยึดมั่น...นำมาซึ่งความทุกข์
(Chorus - สัจธรรมของการรอคอย)
เมื่อเราเลือกจะสร้าง "ครอบครัว"
ก็คือการยอมรับ...ความจริงของชีวิต
ความผันผวน แปรเปลี่ยน...เป็นธรรมดา
เหลือเพียงห้องว่างๆ...ให้เราได้ฝึกสติ
มองการรอคอย...เป็นวิหารแห่งใจ
เขามาเพียงเดือนละครั้ง...แต่วันเวลาในปฏิทิน
สอนให้เราเห็น...การปล่อยวาง
(Verse 2 - ทุกขังของอารมณ์)
นาฬิกาเดินช้า...หรือใจเราเร่งไป
เพื่อนเก่าเขาสุขสันต์...ตามวิถีของเขาไป
เรามองจันทร์ดวงเดิม...คนเดียวไม่เป็นไร
ความสุขที่เคยไขว่คว้า...เป็นเพียงควัน
ที่ลอยผ่านมา...ให้เราได้รู้ทัน
(Pre-Chorus - การกลับสู่ภายใน)
ความรักของเขา...เป็นเพียงปัจจัยภายนอก
สิ่งเดียวที่คงที่...คือใจที่ตั้งมั่น
ความเหงาที่กัดกิน...คือแขกที่ไม่ได้รับเชิญ
จงมองมันอย่างเข้าใจ...แล้วมันจะเคลื่อนผ่านไป
ทุกข์นี้เกิดขึ้นที่ใจ...ก็ดับได้ที่ใจ
(Chorus - สัจธรรมของการรอคอย)
เมื่อเราเลือกจะสร้าง "ครอบครัว"
ก็คือการยอมรับ...ความจริงของชีวิต
ความผันผวน แปรเปลี่ยน...เป็นธรรมดา
เหลือเพียงห้องว่างๆ...ให้เราได้ฝึกสติ
มองการรอคอย...เป็นวิหารแห่งใจ
เขามาเพียงเดือนละครั้ง...แต่วันเวลาในปฏิทิน
สอนให้เราเห็น...การปล่อยวาง
(Bridge - อนัตตาของตัวตน)
เราไม่ได้เสียใจ...ในการเลือกของเรา
แต่ความเหงา...คือภาพมายาที่ใจสร้างขึ้น
ความรักที่ต้องรอ...คือบททดสอบปัญญา
ให้รู้ว่าความสุข...ไม่ได้อยู่ที่การมีใคร
ความสุขแท้อยู่ที่...ใจที่ไม่ปรุงแต่ง
(เสียงกระซิบ) "เธอคือที่พึ่งของตน...จงอยู่กับปัจจุบัน"
(Chorus - บทสรุปแห่งสติ)
(ดนตรีสงบลง)
เมื่อเราเลือกจะสร้าง "ครอบครัว"
จงให้ "เขา" และ "เรา"...เป็นเพียงทางผ่าน
แม้ความสุขภายนอก...ต้องแลกไปด้วย
จงอยู่กับความเหงา...ด้วยใจที่เบาสบาย
ไม่ยึดติดประตู...ไม่เร่งให้เขากลับมา
จะเจอกันแค่เดือนละครั้ง...หรือจะนานเพียงไหน
ใจที่เห็นธรรม...ย่อมไม่รอคอยด้วยความทุกข์
(Outro)
...ใจไม่รอ...
...แค่อยู่กับปัจจุบัน...
...เสียงหัวเราะ...อยู่ที่ใจเรานี่เอง...
...สงบ...ที่นี่...เดี๋ยวนี้...

ชื่อเพลง รอ...อย่างมีสติ_2

ชื่อเพลง รอ...อย่างมีสติ_0

(Verse 1 - The Truth of Impermanence (Anicca))
The bright lights of that past, the eighteen year old me,
The sound of laughter and the friends I held so near.
The whole world was a dream, a joy that would never flee,
I was the center of it all... before I let it disappear.
​(Pre-Chorus - The Clinging and the Choice)
For the sake of love... for the word "Us" to be true,
I chose a new path, and bid the old world goodbye.
Slipping on that ring... ignoring the loneliness coming through,
The deep sense of emptiness... about to draw nigh.
For where there is grasping... sorrow is sure to dwell.
​(Chorus - The Reality of Suffering (Dukkha) and Insight)
The moment I chose to build this family's gate,
My youthful dreams began to gently fade.
The laughter that once echoed... became a quiet state,
Leaving an empty room... and the waiting that has been made.
I watch the door... longing for his return's sight,
Meeting only once a month... but the calendar of my entire heart,
Is marked only for him... This is the nature of desire's fight.
​(Verse 2 - The Path of Solitude and Awareness)
The clock moves slowly... too slow for a restless mind,
My old friends are out there... living their own way.
I gaze at the same moon... alone, I try to find,
The happiness I once chased... now just a wispy grey,
Smoke passing by the window... that I silently behold.
The external world is but a changing show.
​(Pre-Chorus - Turning Inward)
His love is an external factor, subject to decay,
The only constant refuge... is the heart that's firm and clear.
The loneliness that gnaws... is a guest that cannot stay,
Observe it with acceptance... and watch it disappear.
The suffering arises in the mind... let it dissolve right here.
​(Chorus - The Stillness in the Waiting)
(Music softens, contemplative)
The moment I chose to build this family's gate,
Is the moment I accept... life's ever-changing flow.
All instability and sorrow... is the mind's created state,
Leaving an empty space... for awareness to quietly grow.
Let this waiting be... a practice of mindfulness and peace,
Meeting only once a month... no matter how long the calendar takes,
My heart is unattached... finding its release.
​(Bridge - The Wisdom of Non-Self (Anatta))
I do not regret the choice... that bound my way,
But the ache of absence... is the mind's illusion spun.
The love that demands waiting... is wisdom's harsh display,
To test the core of the self... until the battle is won.
True happiness resides... in the mind that makes no claims.
​(Whispered: "You are your own refuge... dwell in the now.")
​(Chorus - The Ultimate Surrender)
(Music builds, then resolves to quiet strength)
The moment I chose to build this family's gate,
Let "him" and "I"... be merely passing forms.
Though fleeting pleasures... were given up for fate,
I embrace this quietude... weathering all the storms.
I watch the door no more... no longer begging him to come!
Even

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Welcome to the musical world of The William Altig Choir, where ancient wisdom meets contemporary sound.

Inspired by the teachings of the Lotus Sutra and infused with deep spiritual themes, my music blends the rich traditions of blues and folk with modern elements, creating a unique fusion that resonates with both the heart and soul.

I've been captivated by the Lotus Sutra's messages of compassion, wisdom, and transformation since my youth. It's a journey of self-discovery that has found its voice in my music. Each song is a reflection of my own spiritual awakening and a celebration of universal truths.

My style is characterized by emotive storytelling, powerful lyrics, and a commitment to exploring the depths of human experience. Featuring contemplative blues, acoustic slide guitar, saxophone melodies, and the harmonies of a gospel choir, my music reflects a quest for enlightenment and a better understanding of the self.

Join me on this musical journey. Together, we can explore the teachings of the Lotus Sutra, finding solace, hope, and a deeper connection to the world around us.

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I use AI-assisted tools to co-create some of my music, but every lyric, edit, and emotional heartbeat is mine.

All songs are legally licensed for commercial release. I rewrite, restructure, and remix every line until it reflects real life — mine, and maybe yours too.

If it helps even one person feel less alone in their frustration, grief, or journey… then it was worth creating.

🧠 Music built from survival.
🫀 Songs crafted with truth.
🤖 Powered by technology. Driven by heart.

I started writing songs in the moments I couldn’t explain, when thoughts tangled, when everything shifted, when silence said too much.

Now, I bring those lyrics to life with AI, blending human emotion with machine-made sound to create something new: part real, part unreal but always honest.

From indie folk and alternative rock to house and cinematic soundscapes, my music lives where genres blur and transformation begins.
It’s for anyone who’s ever felt in-between. Who’s let go, started over, or stood at the edge of something uncertain.

This is music for when words weren’t enough and sound had to take over.

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