Name: What was there left to say? by Señor Barends
Duration: 4 min 56 s
Description: This is new clean version of the song "Silence had its way". Based on my MIDI instrumental composition.

Summer is gone

Cat Person

I watch the clock its hands won't slow
The sun it sinks the moon will glow
The years they pass like whispered lies
A fleeting dream in endless skies

Oh time you thief you steal my days
You blur the edges you haze the rays
But still I chase your shadow's rhyme
Forever lost in the passage of time

Passage of time .mp3

Never Forget PROMO

It means a storm in your veins 
A thistle crown on the hills 
The mist rolls in like an old refrain
 It’s fire in the cold It’s stories never told 

To be Scottish is to sing in the rain 
To dance with the ghosts of the glen It’s the ache of the bagpipes calling again 
Oh To be Scottish is to fight and to mend

Highland heart .mp3

(Verse 1)
You slide in like static on the radio
Midnight perfume, dressed in vertigo
Eyes like crime scenes, lips a cigarette
I lit your fuse, but I’m the one who’s wrecked

(Pre-Chorus)
You said, “Love’s a game,” and I’m a bad sport
Always chasing hearts I can’t afford

(Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
You’re poison wrapped in silk and gin
I swear I saw heaven when you said my name
Now I’m coughing up stars in your hurricane
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Every kiss a crime, and I got convicted

(Verse 2)
We danced like secrets on the fire escape
Your laugh was louder than my big mistakes
I should’ve known from the start,
You play guitars like you play hearts

(Pre-Chorus)
Said “Don’t get close,” but pulled me in tight
I lost my head in your blacklight

(Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
You’re poison wrapped in silk and gin
I swear I saw heaven when you said my name
Now I’m coughing up stars in your hurricane
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Every kiss a crime, and I got convicted

(Bridge)
And now your ghost is in my speakers
Singing lies in perfect pitch
I tried to quit you cold,
But you're the needle and the itch

(Final Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
I’d light you up all over again
Even if it burns, I’ll take the flame
You're the bruise that feels like fame
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Love like yours should be restricted

Velvette cigarettes

The Sapphire Album-Gospel Blues

He Waited While I Ran

City lights are blowin'
Wind is kinda howlin' tonight
Street dogs are prowlin'
While you hold me tight

Is it me or is it gettin' hot in here
Tell me now I need to know my dear

Supersonic heart beat
Goes boom boom boom 
Supersonic heart beat
All because of you

Supersonic Heartbeat .mp3

Verse 1
Born in the hour, the burning flame was rising,
From war and fire, our voices did ignite.
We fight for fate, for freedom of our Ukraine,
Our rage and hate will face the foe in fight.

Verse 2
We march ahead, our victory is calling,
Strong as the stone, unbroken we will stand.
For tears have never given us our freedom,
But those who fight — they win and free the land.

Verse 3
One truth we hold, for all it shines unbroken,
Our proud refrain is carried through the land.
Be true, be brave, be faithful to your homeland,
For Ukraine’s name is higher than we stand!

Verse 4
The heroes’ fame will lead us into battle,
Their law for us — the order we obey:
A sovereign state, united free Ukraine is,
From Syan to Caucasus — one till the end of days!

March of the new army (English Rock version(Марш нової армії)

Now let me tell you, what I really like
There’s a bunch of greasers, I’m one of the tribe
Yeah I love the greasers, they got their style
That’s why I bought myself a real old ride
Pointy shoes and hair slicked back with grease
Levi’s hangin’ low, the look’s complete
Mouth full of chaw and a bottle of booze
And a hot little mama that I don’t wanna lose

Chorus
Now it’s time to go — Cruise Around
Rollin’ through the city, just — Cruise Around
Play that rockin’ record loud, bang the beat against the crowd
Flash your ass here and there and — Cruise Around (yeah, yeah, greaser!)

Verse 2
I’m a real greaser, that’s plain to see
Hell, I even did some time down in Tennessee
Showed my ass in every damn downtown square
That’s why the sheriff locked me four nights there
Right in front of the White House I mooned once more
Then four cops beat me down with their batons sore
But a true greaser takes the pain in stride
Then he jumps back in his Chevy for another ride

Chorus
Now it’s time to go — Cruise Around
Hit the gas real hard and just — Cruise Around
Even if the snow is deep, we’re still out there on the street
Every night, every day, we — Cruise Around

Verse 3
Well I’m a greaser, greaser, greaser true
Yeah, a real greaser always loves his crew
And if they call us rowdy, we don’t care a bit
Try to boss us ‘round, you’ll get a punch in the lip
But if you let us roll, drive across this land
We might stop and offer you a beer in hand
There’s no better buddy than a greaser friend
Take a shot of whiskey, come and ride ‘til the end

Chorus
Now it’s time to go — Cruise Around
Play that rock ’n’ roll and just — Cruise Around
Play the wildest greaser song, bang the beat all night long
Shout like hell and raise some noise and — Cruise Around

Final Chorus
Now it’s time to go — Cruise Around
Hit the gas real hard and — Cruise Around
Play that rockin’ record loud, bang the beat against the crowd
Flash your ass here and there and — Cruise Around!

Greasers crusie around

This is new clean version of the song "Silence had its way". Based on my MIDI instrumental composition.

What was there left to say?

It's my passion to make quality songs using all resources available to me. As a music enthusiast I'm interested in many different genres. 

My music production process is a blend of traditional songwriting and cutting-edge AI. 

It all starts with the human touch: I craft the lyrics and song structures myself, sometimes accompanied by music I recorded or composed.

From these foundational elements, I then bring the songs to life using synthetic voices and musicians. 

A key aspect of my creative flow is "jamming" with what I call "personas", distinct AI voices and styles that offer consistent character and sound. 

My roots in music stretch back to the 1970s, when I was a drummer boy in the local harmony. 

The 1990s marked a pivotal moment with the advent of MIDI, opening up new avenues for instrumental composition. 

The early 2000s saw me dive deep into Digital Audio Workstations (DAWs), and during that time, I also picked up the guitar. 

Since 2024, integrating AI into my workflow has been a transformative experience. 

It has unlocked unprecedented creative possibilities, providing access to a vast array of virtuoso vocalists and instruments, from intricate acoustic guitar arrangements to full orchestras.

What was there left to say?

Señor Barends

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