Name: His Sound Next Door by CSUF562
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: When curiosity turns into creativity, a man's angst turns into inspiration and memory

We wore the nettle shirts
They burned into our skin
No stars above the forest
Just feathers soaked in sin
She tried to call us backwards
With thread and silent prayer
But we were never waiting
We never asked to care

Six ravens
Black as bone—
We fly slow.
We don’t go home.
Six voices—
One vow to keep.
No forgiveness.
No sleep.

The youngest broke his wing
To save a dying doe
The eldest cracked his beak
To speak what none could know
But kindness made us brittle
And freedom wore too thin
We kept the wings she hated
We chose the fire within

Six shadows
On burning stone—
We see all.
We fly alone.
Six feathers—
Ink and flame.
No forgiveness.
Only name.

She gave us thread and hope
We gave her back a storm
Her prayers were never truth
Just masks she tried to warm
We are what she created
No spell can pull us down
We fly with dusk in mouth
We wear her like a crown

She lit the sky with smoke
To end the curse she gave
But we were past redemption
Too far for her to save
No thread could catch our shape
No name could draw us home
We hunt without a master
Our hearts are black as bone

Six echoes
From broken skies—
We strike slow.
We close our eyes.
Six brothers—
No breath, no bleed.
No redemption.
Only need.

Six Ravens

"Backyard Constellations" is about finding extraordinary wonder in ordinary moments through the simple act of stargazing from home. 

Backyard Constellations

When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
(Before the warmth you’ll feel the chill…)
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close (hold yiu close)
And steal your will
Your will. (Your will)

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know

Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
(To the you, you used to know)

The stress kills
Calm down they say
But the pills they gave me
Take my confidence away
I want them to comfort me
And perhaps they do
But the numbness invades my every move

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know
When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close
And steal your will
Steal your will
Your will
(Your will) 
(Steals you)
[fade out]

numb

Floating

A nostalgic soft rock ballad in B minor, blending elements of folk rock, pop rock, and subtle alt-country. The song reflects on growing up on a close-knit street, where memories of childhood freedom, connection, and place still echo through time. With warm acoustic tones and heartfelt storytelling, Where I Grew captures the essence of simpler days and lasting identity. Blending my own ideas with AI support – a journey shaped by feeling and code.

The Old Street

Warm and radiant. This track celebrates the joy and courage of stepping into a new day, with uplifting textures and soft rhythm.
Energy without rush. Presence without noise.

Rising Sun

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A song I made in my native language, Dutch. The title means The Spring Night.

Some people who understand Dutch might wonder what supernovas have to do with anything 🤔...They produce the heavy elements that are crucial to life.⭐

Lyrics (Dutch) © Señor Barends

Je ogen die glanzen
In het licht van de maan 
Jij kijkt naar de sterren
En dan kijk ik jou aan 

“We zijn sterrenstof” 
Hoor ik je nog zeggen
Ik begrijp wat je bedoelt
Je hoeft ‘t niet uit te leggen

Alles heeft een begin
Aan alles komt een eind
Je bent er maar heel even 
Voordat je zelf ook verdwijnt

Gesmeed in een supernova
Misschien wel een heleboel
Het zet je aan het denken
Wat is de zin? Wat is het doel?

Je bent nu hier met mij
Samen in de lentenacht
“Ik hou van jou”
Fluister ik heel zacht

Je zegt “Ik ook van jou”
Je hebt me toch gehoord
Ja, wat is het doel?
Ik weet het antwoord

Hier met jou aan mijn zij
Een moment van geluk
Het is misschien zo voorbij
Zoals de dag die ik pluk

Alles heeft een begin
Aan alles komt een eind
Je bent er maar heel even 
Voordat je zelf ook verdwijnt

De Lentenacht (The Spring Night)

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