Señor Barends

Lyrics

V1
Mountain views and dusty shoes
Watching me watching you
I sang the same song while you baked the bread
Barefoot in the kitchen, under your breath you said:
I kind of like it when you’re here
Hmmmmm

V2
Coffee beans and pecan trees
Building shelves pulling weeds
We climbed to the rooftop one December night
Breath in the air and your head by my side we saw 
Thousands of tiny falling lights

Pre-chorus
Sometimes it’s hard to resist
To go back and picture it

Chorus
It was the best of times with you by my side
It was simple then, we were so alive
And I promise I won’t forget
How you cut it first measure zero times
I forgot the words, never got it right
We should probably run it one more time

V3
Tired eyes, painted skies
Sandy car, little fires
Taught me to play cards I taught you to drive
Helped me to sort out the mess in my mind
Tell me when did you get so wise?

Pre-chorus
Sometimes it’s hard to resist
To go back and miss all of it

Chorus
It was the best of times with you by my side
It was simple then, we were so alive
And I promise I won’t forget
How you cut it first measure zero times
I forgot the words, never got it right
We should probably run it one more time

Tag
We should probably run it one more time
We should probably run it one more time

Pecan Trees- Released

The song "Common Love" reflects the struggles of growing up in poverty and finding strength through love and family. It describes a tough life with no money, cold nights, and constant hardship, but emphasizes how love acts as a shield and source of resilience. The narrator's parents, especially their mother's prayers and father's wisdom, provide emotional strength despite material lack. The chorus highlights how love among common people is powerful and unbreakable, even when life feels harsh. The song blends hip-hop beats and shoegaze elements to create a melancholic yet hopeful tone, reinforcing the message that love and unity are more valuable than wealth.



Common Love

A fun, musical journey. Uplifting in music, while telling the story of lovers problems.

A combination of guitar, strings and strong vocals. Creates a story through intricate progression, a good fast beat and just joyful music.

Written in 2024, recorded 2025.

Beginning

This is the counterpart of our piece Last Paddle.  More introspective, and moving in nature.

LAST PADDLE (unplugged)

Both at Once

A psychedelic surf rock version of this song. I hope you like it!

Free Your Mind (Surf Rock Version)

This isn’t a song — it’s a collapse dressed in melody.
Monologue is Kael Vanté’s most vulnerable performance to date: a cinematic pop breakdown stitched with Latin soul, trembling falsettos, and whispered confessions.

Written in both English and Spanish, the track blurs the line between performance and truth, letting Kael spiral in real time — from staged smiles to raw, voice-cracking honesty.
No chorus can contain it. No spotlight can save it. This is the sound of being seen too late.

No encore. Just echoes.
Kael Vanté.

Monologue

Ein Song wie eine Sommernacht – voller Fernweh, flüsternder Wälder und goldener Sterne. Inspiriert von Joseph von Eichendorffs Gedicht (1834), erzählt Sehnsucht von der stillen Kraft der Träume und dem Wunsch, einfach aufzubrechen. Zwischen Posthorn und Mondschein, Mmh Mmh Mmh Mmh – ein musikalischer Spaziergang ins Herz der Romantik.

A song like a summer night – full of longing, whispering woods, and golden stars. Inspired by the poetry of Joseph von Eichendorff (1834), Sehnsucht captures the quiet power of dreams and the urge to escape. Between distant horns and moonlit gardens, Mmh Mmh Mmh Mmh – a musical walk into the heart of romantic yearning.

Sehnsucht

One take demo. 

Cover 
Credit to Bob Dylan for the track, one of my favourites. Guns and roses cover is insane too!

Knocking on Heavens Door (Cover)

*** KeNaVo THaNKS FoR LiSTeNiNG ***
🥰 If you enjoy this recording, I warmly invite you to comment, like, repost, or/and follow me @papyloop. Thank you in advance. This allows me, from the depths of my secluded woods, to gain notoriety thanks to you, and for free.

Please, Tell me in the comments which country you are listening to me from, I think it's great, thank you very much :) 

🎵 We work in several distinct sound worlds soundcloud.com/papyloop/albums :
- MooNHeaRT * aCouSTiC : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/moonheart-in-love-forever
- SouLMeNoW : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/soulmenow-happy-groove-to-soul
- JaH yaHya * ReGGae : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/yahyaspirit-roots-reggae-jamaican-blues
- FiReWaTeR * TRiP-HoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/firewater-spirit-of-trip-hop
- LaDeeLooP CaSaBLaNCa : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/feat-ladeloop-casablanca
- CoeuRDeBReiZH FReNCH : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/coeurdebreizh-french-pop
- LeS CHaNSoNNieRS : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/les-chansonniers
- CoRSaiRe MaLouiN : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/corsaire-malouin-les
- HpR * RaP HiP-HoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/where-the-street-have-hpr-name
- NoNaM(e) * FReNCH uRBaN PoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/nonam-e-french-urban-pop
- BaCKGRooVe : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/backgroove
- WiWiMaN * HouSe FuNKy : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/wiwiman-electro-breizh-house
- SWeGGae SPiRiT : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/sweggae-spirit
- BLiNKBRoTHeRS : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/blinkbrothers-alternative 
- oRieNTaLHeaVeN : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/persian-soul-heaven-oriental
- iN My MiND (iNSTRuMeNTaL): soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/world-in-my-mind-instrumental
- DRuiD WoRLD : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/druids-mystic-forest
- MeRLiN WoRLD : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/merlin-mystic-world
- TyBaLBoo * BRaSS BaND : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/tybalboo-brass-band-profusion
- BRaSS2TeK : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/brass2tek
- dp-PRoJeCT * TeCHNo : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/dp-project

🇲🇦 And if you like the charm of oriental Berber music, you can discover my little sister's sound universe: @ladeeloop Casablanca

📻 You can also find me on :
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- LastFM : www.last.fm/music/Papyloop

👕You can also buy the music cover t-shirts : https://papyloop.myspreadshop.fr/

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MooNHeaRT - i'M CRaZy aBouT you !

A new folk ballad I made inspired by the legends of the 1970s.  
I hope you like it!
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Comments are always welcomed!😊

Lyrics © Señor Barends

There's dust on the mirror and blood in the rug  
I don’t ask questions ‘cause I don’t need the shrugs  
The world spins the same, it always has  
Stone to steel, just more advanced  

What is to come, is to come  
Face it, there’s just too much scum
Too many hands in shady games 
Too many devils with forgotten names  

They died in trenches, they die in drones  
A boy picks a side before he’s grown  
We send ‘em off with dog tags 
To fight for oil and someone's flag 

Same old rage with newer tools  
We're just dressed-up prehistoric fools  
Come so far with satellites in space
But still claw raw at each other’s face  

What are we gonna do when hatred’s passed down?  
Etched in the songs of the battleground  
What are we gonna do ‘bout misery taught  
In cradle hymns nobody fought?

The silence roars when I sit alone  
I see faces carved from stone  
Names no one ever dared to try  
Still buried under alibis  

I count the crimes that never paid  
The mothers lost, the men who stayed  
And I wonder how much we ever changed  
When the Stone Age soul still runs the game  

So tell me what peace ever looked like?
Was it written down or televised?  
Did it live, or was it just pretend?  
A paper dove, a means to an end...  

What are we gonna do when hatred is bred?  
Through bedtime stories of glory and dread  
What are we gonna do when the future is sold  
By men with warm hearts that are terribly cold?

Stone Age Soul

A cover of of one of my MIDI instrumentals combined with lyrics I worked hard on, song produced by Suno 4.5.

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Last night I thought I heard you, wishful thinking I suppose
The stairs, they know the rhythm, the way the story goes
Where would we ever run to, to escape the things we change?
No one really knows, the truth is just too strange

Sometimes when I've prayed, I know I'll be saved
But I must forever hide, the secrets deeply paved
I believe in something, so I'll walk a path apart
As long as I’m alive, I can make a new start

In my own eyes, I see your face again
What matters is letting go of what used to be
I always try to understand, and try not to feel sad
But it seems so many others are lost to what's bad

Where would we wander if time forgot our names?  
Should we have written it down, just in case?
With our names gone, how do we know we’ve been called?
All I know is, I’ve been loved, a truth I can now hold

Maybe you’ll come back again, like a dream in my hands  
Sometimes I pray, like there’s someone out there
I was numb, you were unforgettable, or so it seems
I kept waiting, but now I’m far from such dreams

Sometimes when I'm lost, I know I'll be found
But I must keep going, there’s no turning around
I believe in something, so I'll walk a path apart
As long as I’m alive, I can make a new start

In the corner of my eyes, your face returns  
But every time I reach, something burns  
And what we gave, it broke, it bled
At least I can forget
About the words I said

Sometimes

🎵 Wanna a better life for their children - (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🌸✨
 
The Right Rev. Mariann Budde (Episcopal Bishop of Washington) preached to the President of the United States. 

This song is loosely about her message and how it was received. This is a reflection of recent political events and the bravery shown by the bishop.

Some refer to her as a modern-day hero. At the very least it’s made us stop and think.

Which side of the political divide are you on ?💬 Have you ever been in a moment where words failed? 

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Wanna a better life for their children

Eyes So Blue

Mr. Bitterman

A new version of this song I've been working on recently. The music is based on a guitar track I made in 2000. The lyrics are new. It's a blues rock song with a bit of a country feeling. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Ah, I wish it was easy, baby, I wish I could let it all go
Now that you’ve been gone, so many days in a row
Each one feelin’ slower than the last
Just me alone, reflectin' on the past

I wish it came easy, darlin’, lettin’ go like you did that night  
Now I stare at the clock, countin’ slow until first daylight  
You walked like it cost nothin’ to burn it all down  
While I dug through the ashes, tryin’ not to drown  

I tried my best, yeah, I tried to show you so much love 
But all I had to give, darlin', just wasn't enough 
Time to let it go, gotta let it all go, but how, I don't know 
Lord, I don't know! 
Oh, whoa, I don't know!

Maybe it wasn't intended
Maybe it wasn’t all pretended
I know I made mistakes
Or did time change us into strangers again?
Now that you’re gone, how can I move on
If I don’t know!
Oh, whoa, I don't know!

That bed still dips where you used to lay, I lie there, but I'm miles away 
Every picture's down, but the wall still aches, time is the cure, that's what it takes 
So I let that needle spin another round, say your name, just to hear the sound

I poured out my love till the bottle ran dry  
But whatever I gave, baby, still passed you by  
Time to let it go, gotta let it all go, but how, I don't know
Lord, I don't know! 
Oh, whoa, I don't know!

I don’t know… I don’t know…
Whoa… I don’t know…

Time to Let it Go

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


(for Mahmoud Darwish)

Carmel Reloaded

This is the final version of a song I've been working on for a while. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Once carved in stone, no longer remains,  
After ruin’s breath and endless rains.
In the hollow halls of time’s decay,  
To dust you shall return one day.

Each wrinkle etched is a sacred hymn,  
Scars speak louder than the skin.  
Through raging winds and the darkest night,  
I’ve been trying to find a spark of light.

All alone, I call your name,
Beyond the silence, remains my shame.  
Memories haunt me, and tears I’ve cried,
But hope survives, it just won’t die.
Hope survives, it will not die!

Tears have dried, yet rivers carved my face,  
Lessons bled in quiet grace.  
Through loss and ruin, we endure,  
The pain for which there is no cure.

Bones will snap, the ground will shake,  
I am the curse the heavens made.  
Tears and blood, the altar waits,  
I feed the dark, embrace my fate.  

The lines on my face are a map of my soul,
Each scar a chapter, making me whole.
I've weathered the storms, faced the night,
Emerging stronger, with clearer sight.

Each dawn erupts, the sky turns red,  
I walk the fire where angels bled.  
Every fracture wakes the void,  
My spirit cannot be destroyed.

All alone, I call your name,
Beyond the silence, remains my shame.  
Memories haunt me, and tears I’ve cried,
But hope survives, it just won’t die.
Hope survives, it will not die!

Hope survives, it will not die.

Hope Survives

This is the clean version of this song. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Enlightened one, hear my cries
I’m down on my knees, too numb to rise
Please grant my life a new start
As I stand here with a weary heart

Let your mercy cut like a winter blade  
Your light shine in this gloomy shade
There’s nobody else left who cares
As I stand here shedding my tears

Break my chains and bleed me clean  
Show me truths I’ve never seen  
Lift this weight that crushes bone  
Call my name, don’t leave me alone  

Let me rise again  
Searing scars beneath my skin  
Help me break the endless wheel  
Cut me loose, let me heal!  

The air is thick with the weight of my sins  
So many, I don’t know where to begin
Wash me clean in the midnight rain  
Let your light erase my shame  

The clothes on my body are all I own
Nobody left to love me, I’m all alone
No place to sleep, no house to burn
What is the lesson I have to learn?

Did greed and pride lead me here?  
Were my hands the blade I fear?  
I crave release, peace of mind  
To leave this cursed cycle behind  

Let me rise again  
Searing scars beneath my skin  
Help me break the endless wheel  
Cut me loose, let me heal
Let me heal

Bless me now with your mercy’s hand  
Lift me up from this broken land  
My tears run dry, my voice is thin  
A broken man begs for life again

Let Me Rise Again

I hope you like my new hard rock track!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Love  
Sweet love  
All that remains  
Are the stains  
Promises  
Tempting promises  
Promised you paradise  
But you paid the price  
Oh yeah  

You sow the wind, you reap the storm  
Keep on going as long as you’re still warm  
But one day, one day you see it clearer  
Life took its toll, look in the mirror  

Got lines on my face, and lines I won't cross  
Counted friends that faded, like memory loss  
Truth’s a snake in a preacher’s coat  
They sell you a dream just to slit your throat  
I kept receipts, burned ‘m in a jar  
Now I just watch from the end of the bar  

Love  
Sweet love  
All that remains  
Are the stains  
Time  
Wasted time  
Built a castle on lies  
Then watched it unwind  

Street sermon preachers say the same old lines  
Polished teeth hiding rust behind the shine  
Every favor came with chains and fines  
Even hope costs - man, I read the signs  
Learned to walk with a limp, spit grit in the wind  
Bottled my prayers, then drank the sin  
Numb in the noise, where truth don’t win  
Fought through the fog with a fake-ass grin  
Every mirror’s got a scar on its frame  
Ain’t no saints here, just players in the game  

I saw love get sold in a zip lock bag  
Watched dreams dry out like a used-up rag  
Knew folks who’d kill just to feel intact  
And others who smiled while they stabbed your back  
I kept a list, but burned it for heat  
Lit up the dark with the soles on my feet  
Time don’t wait and the past don’t sleep  
Truth’s a wolf that don’t bleat with the sheep  
Still I rise, not from hope - from spite  
Got tired of peace, so I lit my own light  

I buried my youth in the ash of dreams  
Built a life from the cracks and the in-betweens  
Paid my dues, bled in unpaid scenes  
Held my breath where silence screams  
They told me age was a cross to bear  
But I wear it like truth, not some cross to scare  
No medals, no cheers, no light in the hall  
Just echo in bones and paint on the wall  
Still I spit in the face of the closing door  
Might be tired, but I’m not done anymore  

Even in the dust, something grows  
A crooked rose from a bed of woes  
We bend, we break, we bear the load  
But still we walk that heavy road  
No hallelujah, no shining sky  
Just breath in our chest, and a reason why  

Love  
Sweet love  
All that remains  
Are the stains  
Life  
Worn-out life  
You pay with your soul  
Just to feel alive

Love Sweet Love

Hostal Handshake is a stoner doom / hard desert rock band from Athens, Greece, active since 2001. Following early promos and their debut album Hellish (2007, Secret Port Records), they return with Stone Oracle—their long-awaited sophomore full-length, set for release in January 2026. After 18 years, the riffs are heavier, the fuzz deeper, and the desert winds louder.