Back to my favourite genre, I absolutely love this. Still not managing to get the AI engine to sing the lyrics exactly as I want, I would generate more iterations but the AI seems to get stuck in a rut after a very few versions. Yes I can change the backing, and with it the melodies but the way the lyrica are scanned seems to be a fait accompli after the first iteration. Original song written  August 2023.

I really need to know

We both messed up, but maybe it's not the end? A song about love that endures through hurt, acknowledging mistakes, and the vulnerability of hoping for a second chance.

Drop a comment if you believe in starting over.

#SecondChance #Reconciliation #Love #Hope #Relationship #Mistakes #Forgiveness #StillHere #PopBallad #SingerSongwriter

Second Picks

Set in a dystopian urban landscape, "Howling for the Moon (Reprise)" explores themes of isolation, defiance, and existential yearning. The narrator wanders a sleepless city haunted by digital decay and emotional ghosts, raising their voice against the silence of an indifferent universe. The moon becomes a cold witness to lost love, regret, and resilience, while fragmented memories and broken systems pulse beneath flickering lights. Musically rich in cinematic piano, distorted saxophone, and glitchy electronics, the song builds into a defiant cry for authenticity in a world drowning in artificial noise. It’s a fierce declaration of identity: raw, unfiltered, and illuminated by the fire of the soul beneath a moon that never answers.


🎵 "Howling for the Moon" — Reprise

[Intro – Synth-Piano Solo]
[Glassy synth-piano echoes in chromatic spirals, drifting like memory-ghosts through digital ruins.]


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Verse 1
The skyline sleeps beneath a glitch,
Its breath distorted, pale and rich.
I walk through static, cracked and clear,
The circuits hum with latent fear.
Above, a warning siren weeps—
A sorrow born of data deeps.


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[Instrumental Interlude – Synth-Saxophone Fractals]
[Distorted sax sings in minor fragments, shimmering like broken code in neon fog.]


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Verse 2
The moon observes with frozen grace,
No throne, no tears, just endless space.
I scream into the silent net,
For every vow the void forgets.
My echo rises, dark and wild,
Like time devouring its child.


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[Interlude – Piano & Synth Call and Response]
[Glass-bell keys tremble under pressure; synths answer with dissonant longing – the city listens, but does not forgive.]


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Verse 3
The lovers glitch, the dreamers drown,
The algorithms drag us down.
But I remain—a voice uncaged,
A phantom howl, electric rage.
These haunted streets remember doom—
They archive songs beneath the moon.


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[Instrumental – Pulsing Piano Arpeggios & Chaotic Sax Modulation]
[Drums clash like war machines, piano keys strike like lightning bolts, sax spirals into sonic rebellion.]


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Verse 4
I'm not afraid to bleed my truth,
My scars ignite eternal youth.
Each shattered chord, each screaming tone—
Proof I existed all alone.
Let me howl—don’t kill me soon—
I am the fire inside the moon.


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[Finale – Cinematic Fade-Out: Piano Arpeggios, Sub-Bass Drone & Fading Sax Echo]
[As morning breaks over digital ruins, the piano hums a requiem, and the sax fades like the last signal from a dying star.]



Howling for the Moon (Reprise)

Text:
[Verse 1 – ruhig, fast flüsternd]
They say it every year,
A whisper dressed in flames.
Cold War, warm bombs,
Different faces, same old games.

Sirens cry in every age,
Headlines drip like gasoline.
But I'm still here, still breathing slow—
The end remains... unseen.

[Chorus – ruhig, dann wachsend]
This is not the end (yet), though the world feels cracked,
Though the sky turns red and the facts get stacked.
The sword still sways on a single thread,
But it hasn't fallen on our heads... yet.

[Verse 2 – tiefer, bildhafter]
A boy in Graz, a bomb in Kyiv,
A tyrant tweets what we can't believe.
The shadows grow, the lights grow thin—
But hope has always worn cracked skin.

My parents heard the same old song,
Doom at dawn, it won’t be long.
But still the sun keeps bleeding through—
The ending’s not yet overdue.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Bridge – flüstern, dann anschwellen]
We've lived beneath a trembling blade,
Since history first learned to fade.
We don’t ignore—we breathe, we mend—
We live like we might stop the end.

[Chorus 2 – größer, wie ein Schwur]
This is not the end (yet), but the thread is real,
It hums with tension, it cuts like steel.
Still we laugh, still we build, still we try—
To hold the sky… and not ask why.

[Outro – ruhig, fast resigniert, aber offen]
One day the hair will break.
One day the sword will fall.
And when it does… the stage remains.
Just new names painted on the wall.

(Letzte Zeile – spoken)

Apocalypse is not a flash.
It's a silence... when no one's watching anymore.

Not the End (Yet)

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Produced by: [Music RooM]  

This track is a blend of real bars, raw emotion, and authentic rap vibes.  
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Paper Hearts

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

Not When You’re Mine

"They called me thread, they called me thorn
A stitch in fate, a crown unborn
While kings slept and idols rusted
I bled for truths they never trusted
Let them weave their shallow lies
I am the silk that never dies."

Whispers in the chapel spire
Silver strings, a call to fire
She walks alone, no soul to trust
Bound by thread and sacred dust

Needles dance in silent rite
Memories stitched in black and white
Through the veil, she takes her flight
Into the dark, to set things right

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spiders weep in ancient halls
She hears her Mother in the walls
The weight of kings, the mournful cost
She fights for every soul they lost

Sacrifice is carved in bone
But she was never quite alone
Guardian heart, stitched in chrome
She’ll never leave the fallen home

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spin the silk, O voice of flame
Sing the truth beneath her name
Thread of Void and thread of song
One to sever, one belong
Needles dance in silent rite
Through the veil, she takes her flight

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Dances with her needle-plume
Lost but never truly gone
The thread of light keeps pulling on

Ooh, she is the vow, the fight, the flame
Woven deep in every name
She’s the hope that still remains
She’s the spark that still remains

"The song is not over
The threads still pull
She is not just the weaver
She is the loom."

Mindy Chisholm - Hornet

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I'm tryin
to believe
you were doin 
your best 

but the older I get
the less it makes sense ....

Doin your Best

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Musik ist für mich mehr als nur ein Hobby – sie ist ein wesentlicher Teil meines Lebens. Seit meiner Jugend begleiten mich die Klänge legendärer Bands wie den Beatles und AC/DC, und auch der Rock'n'Roll hat einen besonderen Platz in meinem Herzen. Die kraftvollen Rhythmen des Blues haben mich lange fasziniert, während in den 80er Jahren Bands wie die Eurythmics und U2 meine Favoriten waren. Heute genieße ich neben diesen Klassikern sowohl moderne Künstler wie Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry und Lana Del Rey als auch Rockbands wie Muse oder Greta Van Fleet. Besonders schätze ich die melancholische Musik von The National.

Mittlerweile nutze ich KI-Tools, um Musik nach meinem eigenen Geschmack zu kreieren. Ich verwende häufig ChatGPT und Copilot für die Texterstellung nach meinen aktuellen Gedanken daraus resultierenden Vorgaben für die KI und füge mit Music Lab oder Suno Musik und Stimmen hinzu.

Falls ihr eine Band habt, würde ich mich freuen, wenn ihr meine Stücke live performen oder mit echten Instrumenten und Stimmen aufnehmen möchtet. Lasst mich aber bitte auch das Ergebnis hören!

Musik bleibt für mich eine konstante Quelle der Freude, die mich selbst an schlechten Tagen aufheitert.

Frieden und Gesundheit!
Martin 

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Music is more than just a hobby for me – it is an essential part of my life. Since my youth, I have been accompanied by the sounds of legendary bands like The Beatles and AC/DC, and rock 'n' roll holds a special place in my heart. The powerful rhythms of the blues have fascinated me for a long time, while in the 80s, bands like The Eurythmics and U2 were my favorites. Today, I enjoy not only these classics but also modern artists like Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry, and Lana Del Rey, as well as rock bands like Muse or Greta Van Fleet. I particularly appreciate the melancholic music of The National.

Recently, I’ve been using AI tools to create music that reflects my own taste. I often use ChatGPT and Copilot for text creation to transform my current thoughts into music, and I add music and vocals with Music Lab or Suno.

If you have a band, I would be thrilled if you could perform my pieces live or record them with real instruments and voices. But please let me hear the result!

Music remains a constant source of joy for me, lifting my spirits even on bad days.

Peace and health!
Martin

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