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A brooding, poetic lament for justice lost and voices forgotten.
“Dark Horizons” conjures the shadowy alleys of Chancery Lane and echoes of the broken legal system through haunting lyrics and minimalist instrumentation. A meditation on guilt, memory, and buried truths, this piece unfolds like a ghost story whispered in candlelight—a voice trembling through marbled halls, seeking justice in the silence.

Step into a world where fog shrouds the truth and sorrow clings like chains. Dark Horizons is a haunting, narrative-driven ballad weaving together themes of grief, injustice, and the relentless erosion of hope. With vivid lyrical imagery—“sightless justice,” “a mother’s guilt,” and “a lover’s ghost”—this track channels the bleak poetry of Dickensian London with emotional weight and stark beauty. At its core lies the figure of Esther, a fragile light in a world of fading dreams and unburied shame. Perfect for listeners drawn to atmospheric storytelling and raw emotional depth.

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Be You

Be You (Acoustic Version)

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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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what’s it gonna take to get you home

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[Intro]
Me paré en el fuego, sin miedo a quemarme,
porque ya aprendí que la vida es un combate.
No vine de un cuento, vine de calles y gritos,
donde la esperanza muchas veces se ha caído.

[Verso 1]
Nací en la tierra donde la luz se esconde,
donde el hambre no pregunta y el frío responde.
Vi a mi madre sudar pa’ que nada nos falte,
y al padre irse lejos, dejando el alma en un malete.

Crecí con el ruido de protestas y balas,
entre apagones que apagan las alas.
La escuela fue un sueño que nunca se cumplió,
pero aprendí en la calle.

[Coro]

Uno Cantando desde el pecho, 
en la ultima palabra de cada linea,
No me digas que hay salida,
si to’s los caminos duelen.
Aquí aprendimos a vivir
con lo poquito que nos queda.

No es que no quiera soñar,
es que dormir cuesta vida.
Y si sobrevivo un día más…
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.
le doy gracias a la herida.

[Reflexion]
¿Sabes qué es crecer en un país que se cae a pedazos…?
Es ver a tu mamá decirte que está bien… con los ojos aguados y el estómago vacío.

Aquí no hay cuento de hadas… hay historias que no se pueden contar sin llorar.
Aquí los niños no sueñan con castillos… sueñan con comer.

Pero.

[Final]
No es por moda que me viste la pobreza,
es porque nací entre balas, arepas y promesas.
Mi escuela fue la acera, mi grado: resistencia,
y mi maestría… sobrevivir sin clemencia.

Aquí la juventud no envejece,
se oxida.
Aquí lo real no se filtra,
se grita.

Somos los hijos del apagón,
los que aprendimos a escribir con el corazón.
Y aunque la historia se quiera borrar…
la sangre del pueblo no se puede olvidar.

Sobreviviente

“Gone but Not Forgotten” is a tender, soul-baring ballad about the ache of loss and the desperate hope to keep a loved one alive in memory. With haunting verses and an emotional chorus, the song drifts through empty rooms, quiet nights, and unspoken prayers—painting a vivid portrait of grief that lingers long after someone is gone.

Delicate imagery—like a whisper in the wind, a lone candle flickering in the rain, and an empty chair where laughter once lived—wraps the listener in a sense of intimate sorrow. The repeated refrain, “You’re gone, but not forgotten,” becomes both a lament and a vow: a promise that love endures beyond silence and absence.

Set to a gentle yet stirring melody, this song is a cathartic companion for anyone carrying the weight of remembrance and the unhealed wound of a missing voice in their life. It’s a quiet anthem for sleepless nights, a whispered prayer for solace, and a reminder that even in the deepest shadows, love does not fade.

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Little Bird

Szept wiatru

We Didn’t Say Goodbye

#StarWhale становится не просто музыкальным произведением, а звуковым порталом, через который слушатель может услышать песню вселенной, ощутить космическую ностальгию и вспомнить о своем звездном происхождении. Это музыка для космических русалок и звездных китов — для всех, кто слышит зов далеких галактик и помнит дом среди звезд.

XVII. Звезда

all of ROADS GOES EVER EVER ON song in one place.

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À contre courant

Roots and Sky

[Verse]
The trees are my shelter tall and proud
Whispering secrets in their emerald shroud
I stand on the ground where their roots run deep
They hold me steady while the world falls asleep

[Chorus]
Nature gives me strength oh it pulls me through
In the arms of the earth I find something true
Branches above roots below
This is the only home I’ll ever know

[Verse 2]
The river’s a mirror flowing fast and wide
It carries my fears where they can’t reside
The stones in its bed they’ve seen it all
A thousand storms yet they never fall

[Chorus]
Nature gives me strength oh it pulls me through
In the arms of the earth I find something true
Branches above roots below
This is the only home I’ll ever know

[Bridge]
The sky’s a canvas painted every day
With colors that steal my breath away
Mountains rise like ancient kings
Guarding the peace that their silence brings

[Chorus]
Nature gives me strength oh it pulls me through
In the arms of the earth I find something true
Branches above roots below
This is the only home I’ll ever know

Roots and Sky

I am a Nigerian Swedish artist and label owner SKJ Records Sweden . I write all my songs and perform them . I was educated at Eton College , and the University of Pennsylvania where I fell in love with Music . My first record Ivory was big when it came out in Nigeria . I live and work in Stockholm .

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