Red, White and Jersey / Hollow Man (with Bruce Springsteen)

Hollow Man

Seasonal Love

An 80's hair band version of one of my most listened to songs on here. Hope you dig it!

Forever Mine (80's Guitar Rock Mastered Version)

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

La luz en el camino

La famosa Movida Madrileña de los años 80.

Aquel Madrid

El nuevo mesias

Fallo fatal

I Fear the Woman Who isn't a Woman

eternal-whisper.mp3

CD1 007

Music production inspired by the music of the 80s. After years dedicated to recording, producing, mixing, and mastering music, I'm uploading my content to streaming platforms for everyone to enjoy, proving that when something is made with feeling, authentically, and from the heart, the music sounds better. I hope you like it!

Fallo fatal

GAL (Producciones)

Related tracks