I believe that this was actually my first real composition, which I wrote for my Fundamentals of Music Theory class. Again, I'm not a musician. I'm a classic example of a dilettante, a dabbler in many art forms and master of none. The tune is a little peppier and more interesting than "Nocturnal." I feel like there are a few discordant notes in there, but I don't have the skill or inclination to weed them out.
Commentary
In the image Anticlea—the mother of Ulysses—can be seen next to Teiresias in the Underworld waiting to speak to her son. In my house growing up, we had an abbreviated retelling of The Odyssey made for children. This scene fired my imagination and stuck with me. Ulysses asks his mother how she's doing, and she says, "Not well, my son...I'm dead, dead, dead." Hence the finality of the three chords at the end of both halves of the song.
