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🎵The only way to win the war- (Official Lyric Video from Brady Kent) 😢💔🎶 

'The only way to win the war' is a song about the 3800 Kimakase pilots that died, fighting a last ditch war for the nation of Japan. They managed to sink 50 ships and kill 5000 enemy seamen.

'Shameful, or heroic' sums up the debate that still rages. There are now less ten kimakase pilots still alive, all in their 90's.

This song is a reflection of the rituals and beliefs around followng a ''divine Emperor' into battle. Most of the men were only 21 years of age.

Do you think it was shameful, or heroic ?

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The only way to win the war

The sweetest fire turns to smoke,
Even the truest vows are broke.
Time is a thief with gentle hands,
It takes away what it understands.

We laugh, we cry, we hold, we part,
Every ending leaves its mark.
But memory softens, fades away,
And life still blooms another day.

Everything’s forgotten, even love so true,
That’s the sorrow, that’s the view.
But in the fading, life begins,
A door that closes lets another in.

A kiss, a touch, a fleeting name,
One day they won’t ignite the flame.
But isn’t it grace, isn’t it strange,
How loss itself makes room for change?

We ache, we heal, we let it go,
And learn again what hearts can know.
The cruelest truth, the sweetest art:
Forgetting is how we restart.

Everything’s forgotten, even love so true,
That’s the sorrow, that’s the view.
But in the fading, life begins,
A door that closes lets another in.

It’s sad, it’s bright, it cuts, it frees,
A river flowing to the seas.
We mourn the past, yet still we breathe,
And find new love beneath the grief.

Everything’s forgotten, even love so true,
That’s the sorrow, that’s the view.
But in the fading, life begins,
And every ending lets another in.

Splendor and decay

Even love fade

Even Love Fades(Lyrics)

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Another Girl

A new track I made. Cinematic indie-rock with hip-hop pacing and acoustic intimacy. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

They're whispering promises, smooth as silk, 
With an architect's plan, clean and straight. 
“Oh, all will be well,” they say, 
Just follow the line, just trust, just wait. 
Each word a shelter, soft and round, 
Each one a stone they laid in the ground.

And she walked it, so certain, eyes on the goal, 
Didn’t feel the ground start to shake below her sole. 
Didn’t hear the quiet crack underfoot, 
Belief too strong, the sound too good.

She can’t tell you the moment the doubt first began, 
It never shouted, no, it just stayed low. 
A small, hard truth she can’t disguise, 
The only thing she truly seems to know. 
She keeps walking the line, not for belief, 
But 'cause turning around’s a price she can’t pay. 
Losing too much, losing too much to walk away.
Too deep in, too deep in to walk away!

The wall was filled with hope and denial, 
No thought nor time could break it down. 
No reason, no logic, no subtle trial, 
Only pain, sharp, sudden, through the crown. 
It didn’t ask her permission, 
Didn’t care for comfort or ease, 
Just took hold, a cold-fingered conviction, 
And brought her crashing down to her knees.

In its grip, the lesson arrives, 
What we don’t wanna know still survives. 
It waits for us anyway, it bides its turn, 
The truth ain’t gentle, it just makes you learn. 
The pain that cuts is the door itself, 
And it opens when there’s nothing left.

She walked her path, eyes ahead, 
Didn’t feel the tremor beneath her tread. 
Didn’t hear the faith begin to fade, 
Didn’t see belief start to decade

She can’t tell you the moment the doubt first began, 
It never shouted, no, it just stayed low. 
A small, hard truth she can’t disguise, 
It’s the only thing she truly seems to know. 
She keeps walking the line, not for belief, 
But ‘cause turning around means losing the day. 
Losing too much, losing too much to walk away.

She’s too deep in,  
Too far gone,  
Too much spent to turn around.  
Every mile behind her sighs,  
Every word still weighs her down.  
It’s not belief that keeps her moving,
It’s what she’s already paid.  
Too much to lose,  
Too much to lose,  
To walk away.

Too Much To Lose

Book Ends

if my life was a dance

Abusing It

Bred from a Wolf Herder

The Buddha taught about two kinds of people: weak trees and mountains.

Weak trees chase every pleasure, let their senses run wild, don't know when enough is enough, slack on the work. When the storm comes—and it always comes—they go down hard. Māra (temptation, delusion, death) knocks them flat.

Mountains are different. They trained themselves. Restrained their senses. Know their limits. Did the work when nobody was watching. When that same storm hits? They don't move. Not an inch.

This song is for everyone fighting addiction—to substances, screens, shopping, scrolling, whatever your poison is. The storm's coming. What are you made of?

Driving blues with gospel fire. A song for building yourself before the tempest hits.

🙏 Part of the Dhammapada Reborn project—ancient Buddhist wisdom transmitted through American Blues.

[Verse 1]
I knew a man who chased every shiny thing in sight
Pretty faces, fast money, parties every night
Eyes wide open but he couldn't see the cliff
Living for the high with no strength to lift

[Chorus]
You gotta stand like a mountain, baby
When that wind starts to blow
You gotta stand like a mountain
Let the storm rage, let it go
Some folks fall like weak trees
Māra takes them down low
But if you built it right, you built it deep
You stand like a mountain in the snow

[Verse 2]
Screens glow blue, feeds telling you what you need
Every dopamine hit is planting poison seed
No restraint on the appetite, no limit on the scroll
All that pretty empty filling up a hungry hole

[Chorus]
You gotta stand like a mountain, baby
When that wind starts to blow
You gotta stand like a mountain
Let the storm rage, let it go
Some folks fall like weak trees
Māra takes them down low
But if you built it right, you built it deep
You stand like a mountain in the snow

[Bridge]
Train your eyes to see beneath the surface shine
Know when enough's enough, that wisdom's worth more than wine
Put in the work when nobody's watching you
Build your roots down deep, and no storm's getting through

[Verse 3]
Every morning I get up, I do the hardest thing
Face the truth about myself before I hear the bells ring
Keep my senses on a leash, know my limits well
Building strength for when the tempests come, and oh, they will

[Final Chorus]
So I stand like a mountain, baby
When that wind starts to blow
I stand like a mountain
Let the storm rage, let it go
Weak trees falling all around me
Māra trying to take me down below
But I built it right, I built it deep
I stand like a mountain in the snow

[Outro]
You can't control the storm, but you can control what you're made of
Build your roots deep. Train yourself strong.
When Māra comes, and she always comes
you'll be standing while the weak trees fall.

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