"Final Price"
Dernier souffle du projet de San-Zo
"Supply & Demand"

Un battement retenu.
Final Price murmure ce qu’on ne dit plus : le poids des choix, le prix des silences.
Entre brume électronique et pulsations fantomatiques, le morceau avance à pas feutrés, comme une ville qui s’éteint doucement.
Une fin sans fermeture.
Un dernier regard avant de tourner la page.

"Final Price"
Last breath of the "Supply & Demand" project.

A held heartbeat.
Final Price whispers what’s no longer said: the weight of choices, the cost of silence.
Between electronic haze and ghostly pulses, the track moves with muted steps, like a city slowly fading.
An ending without closure.
A final glance before turning the page.

 https://youtu.be/K6kD-Yt5QnA

Supply & Demand

Final Price

Ti Raggiungo Io

30 Day Songwriting Challenge - Day 12

A song inspired by Psalm 34:18 

Day 12 - Tender

Beautifully Ruined

Fountains

Tragic is an atmospheric, melodic vocal EDM track featuring a lush, atmospheric soundscape, pulsating synths, and an energetic rhythm. The vocals are intimate yet hopeful.

Tragic (Voyage Mix)

Lowride Royalz --- Fortunate Flame

Secrets (Prod. Giah)

A late-night confessional from the other side of the spotlight. “When the Crowd Went Home” follows a touring musician from the last explosive chorus in a sold-out arena to the quiet glow of a hotel phone screen, where a sleepy “Night, Dad” hits harder than any encore. Built on acoustic guitar, intimate vocals, and a slow-burn lift into the final chorus, this track lives in the contrast between noise and silence—between the person onstage and the parent off it. It’s for anyone who’s ever chased a big dream and still realized that the real headline is waiting back at the front door.

When the Crowd Went Home

LYRICS

Sur les pavés mouillés
Des reflets dorés, 
Sous un ciel gris qui semble rêver
Des passants pressés
Des âmes presque perdues
Et moi je marchais
Cherchant un début

Et puis, soudain
La Seine s'éclaire
Et raconte des  secrets anciens;
Un souffle
Un soupir
D’hier et de demain

Vers Paris
Mon cœur s'égare
Dans ses ruelles
Un doux hasard
Chaque coin, un souvenir flou
Vers Paris
Je reviens

Un café vide
Une table bancale
Des mots étirés sur un vieux journal
Un air d’accordéon qui traîne
Et le chant d’un rire dans la fontaine

Vers Paris
Mon cœur s'égare
Dans ses ruelles
Un doux hasard
Chaque coin, un souvenir flou
Vers Paris
Je reviens

Les lampadaires dansent sur leur lumière
Des ombres douces
Des cœurs égarés
Le temps s’efface
Mais reste en secret
Paris
Le  refuge
Et le  passé


Paris, Je reviens

Paris//New York

'She Was' EP - Nov 28
soanemusic@gmail.com

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

YouTube.com/@EightTwoThree
Instagram.com/EightTwoThreeRecords
TikTok.com/@Tommy2Short

33 yo, italian, singer/songwriter

Instagram @claudiogeromino

"Final Price"

Dernier souffle du projet Supply & Demand
Un battement retenu.
Final Price murmure ce qu’on ne dit plus : le poids des choix, le prix des silences.
Entre brume électronique et pulsations fantomatiques, le morceau avance à pas feutrés, comme une ville qui s’éteint doucement.
Une fin sans fermeture.
Un dernier regard avant de tourner la page.


"Final Price"

Last breath of the Supply & Demand project
A held heartbeat.
Final Price whispers what’s no longer said: the weight of choices, the cost of silence.
Between electronic haze and ghostly pulses, the track moves with muted steps, like a city slowly fading.
An ending without closure.
A final glance before turning the page. 

San-Zo murmure ses notes intimes à l’orée de vos oreilles, un souffle musical qui effleure l’âme et résonne.

San-Zo whispers its intimate notes to the edge of your ears, a musical breath that touches the soul and resonates.

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