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

Free Your Mind (Surf Rock Version)

Your future will never be what it's meant to be.
So move on to the Happy moments in your life leave the bad memories aside.
God has something better for you.
Our life was planned from birth when were just a seed and as you grow up lots of weeds grow up next to you to try to slow your growth. Sometimes you just have to pull them all up and throw them away and never think about it again.
It's one of the hardest things that we have to do.
Tring to living Our Lives trying to move on trying to leave past relationships where they're supposed to be but sometimes.
God puts the right people in your path but, if all you're doing is dwelling on your past you might lose out on your future

For those who have a past

A song for those who know how to function, but don’t feel present.
For those who say “I’m fine” like a ritual, while something in them stays silent.
“It’s Not Me – It’s Just Me” is about splitness—about playing yourself so well even the mirror stops questioning.
The skin fits, but it’s too quiet inside Like someone left the room but locked the door It’s about being seen, but not really there.
About smiling at the right time—and wondering who, exactly, is smiling.
—
“My Head Can’t Hold It” is not an album.
It’s a slow unraveling of what awareness sounds like when it slips through the seams of everyday life. 
For those who function—and sometimes quietly ask:
is this really me?

It’s Not Me – It’s Just Me

What if the world’s stories came not through screens, but through songs? Sing Me the Story by Dr. Elliot Lach is a reflection on how music can be a balm, a broadcast, and a bridge—delivering news, emotion, and connection without the eye strain or overload. Inspired by mornings in the kitchen, headphones on, heart wide open.

This track invites you to imagine a world where life is narrated in melodies—not headlines.

Sing Me The Story

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

Lyrics 

Jag har vandrat i skuggor och regn
Burit tystnad, burit min längtan
Letat efter mer än en dörr
En plats där jag får vara den jag är

Inte tegel, inte ljus i ett hus
Men händer som håller, hjärtan med ljus
Där röster är mjuka, där tiden går långsamt
Och rädslan får vila i nattens famn

Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där natten är varm och stilla
Där varje andetag känns som hemma
Och allting stannar till
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 

Vägen är tyst och himlen klar
Förflutna viskar – men jag är kvar
Behöver inget mer än nåns närhet
Och armar som visar att jag har rätt

 Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där natten är varm och stilla
Där varje andetag känns som hemma
Och allting stannar till
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 

Kanske är det nära
Kanske är det du
Kanske i din tystnad
Finns mitt lugn till slut

Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där stormar aldrig når in
Där varje hjärtslag är ett löfte
Och inget hålls gömt därin
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 


Där Friden Bor - REMASTERED - HD

Your gone forever

ABOUT... THE LONELINESS

Here is an updated version of a song I wrote in 1978. I refreshed it in 2010 when I used it for a charity trip to Uganda and added the Many Hands idea to it.


Many Hands Can Move A Mountain

Capo 3


G-A-B-C  (Em7  Am  C   C(G)  F    G   C-Em7-Am-Em7-C-Em7-Am-Em7-C)

Verse 1
C               Em7         Am 7                 D
I walk the streets all day, my friend
				   G   G7
What I see there makes me sad.
C               Em7         Am 7                 D
I see the children play their games
				G   G7
With the things that make them bad.

Chorus
(G)   (A)    (B)     C        Em          Am7         C  (G)       F               G               C  (Em7  Am )
So show them what it means to love, my friend and teach them good from bad.
 (G)   (A)    (B)     C            Em           Am7          C     C(G)          
               Many hands can move a mountain,
               F            G           C   Em7  Am  Em7  C   Em7  G-A-B-C
Many hands like you and me.

Verse 2
You may say the world is bad,
Don’t you think that you’re to blame?
Tell me, friend what would it mean,
If all people thought the same?

Chorus 2
So show them what it means to love, my friend and teach them right from wrong.
Many hands can move a mountain,
Many hands like you and me.

Bridge.
                   C             F                    G      G7
Don't you know that they"ll still be living?
                   C             F                    G      G7
Watching the things you do.
C        Em       Am                       C(G)
Even if you forget what they're doing,
            F               G                 C  (Em7  Am7  Em7  C   Em7  Am7  G-A-B-C)                          
You know they won't forget you.

Verse 3.
So put away all evil things,
Let the goodness shine right out.
Show the children what life brings,
And what the good is all about.

Chorus 3.
So please don't give up for the children’s sake, remember life goes on.
Many hands can move a mountain,
Many hands like you and me.

Refrain.
            C               Em7        A7        (G)
Many hands can move a mountain,
            Fmaj7                           G  G7 
Many hands like you and me.
            C               Em7        A7        (G)
Many hands can build the homeland,,
            Fmaj7                           G  G7     
Many hands like you and me.

A

            D                F#m7   Bm   F#7#9sus4
Many hands can move a mountain,
             G                          Asus   A
Many hands like you and me.

Many hands can move a mountain,
Many hands like you and me.
Many hands can build the homeland,,
Many hands like you and me.

You and me.

Many Hands Can Move A Mountain

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

“Little Strange Town” paints a vivid lyrical portrait of a fading hometown—quiet, worn, and full of soul. With unpolished beauty and everyday poetry, the song tells of diners with three meals, off-key church bells, and streets that remember old stories.
Delivered with a dry, spoken-style vocal over a gritty bluesy groove, it’s less about nostalgia and more about belonging. A place that shaped you without asking, and still calls your name when the silence hits.


„Little Strange Town“ erzählt in klaren, poetischen Bildern von einem kleinen Ort, der nie glänzte, aber nie vergessen wurde. Die Lyrics beschreiben rostige Straßen, schräge Kirchenglocken, kleinstädtische Eigenheiten – und das Gefühl, irgendwo dazwischen verwurzelt zu sein.
Der Song verzichtet auf Pathos und klischeehafte Rückschau – stattdessen spricht er mit leiser Stimme über das, was bleibt. Ein Ort, der dich nicht loslässt, weil er dich geprägt hat, ohne viel Aufhebens zu machen.


Little Strange Town

IMPORTANT NOTICE.
Any music I post here has not been generated by AI. All creative ideas are my own or my covers of other artists songs. Creative ideas are purely human. However, there are vocals which the melody may be an AI voice but they are of my own writing and not AI led. The use of AI is purely as a tool to enhance original content. Any original pieces of music are my own Copyright. 

Hello, I'm a versatile artist with a deep passion for creative expression through music and design. Over the years, I've honed my skills in several artistic domains, allowing me to craft a unique blend of talents that define who I am.

Music is My Muse:
I've spent countless years immersed in the world of music, evolving from a listener into a multifaceted creator. As a singer and songwriter, I use music to channel my thoughts, emotions, and experiences. Every song I write is a piece of my soul, an exploration of human nature, relationships, and the world around us.

Sound Sorcerer:
Beyond lyrics and melodies, I'm a proficient production and mixing engineer. I wield technology to sculpt sonic landscapes that resonate with my audience. Whether it's crafting the perfect beat, layering harmonies, or fine-tuning the mix, I take pride in delivering music that's not just heard but felt.

Visual Alchemist:
My creativity extends beyond music. As a graphic designer, I transform ideas into captivating visuals. My designs are an artful fusion of aesthetics and functionality, telling stories and conveying messages that leave a lasting impact.

Inspiration Everywhere:
I find inspiration in the unlikeliest of places – from the subtle cadence of a heartbeat to the texture of an everyday object. I draw from the rich tapestry of human nature and the intricate web of relationships that connect us all.

Join me on this journey of artistic exploration, where I aim to create, inspire, and connect through the universal languages of music and design.

If you're seeking a collaborator, looking for design that speaks volumes, or simply want to chat about the creative process, I'm just a message away. Let's make something beautiful together!

*The use of AI in music is a conversation to be had and will go on for years. In my case I use AI as a tool to enhance works, and parts of, that I have written. I never use it to create the initial idea as I feel that is not a creative journey.

Many Hands Can Move A Mountain

Leslie Daniel Watts

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