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Congress Alley

Congress Alley (Narrative) [feat. Stephen Martin]

Hold the Line Tonight

A new track I made. Cinematic indie-rock with hip-hop pacing and acoustic intimacy. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

They're whispering promises, smooth as silk, 
With an architect's plan, clean and straight. 
“Oh, all will be well,” they say, 
Just follow the line, just trust, just wait. 
Each word a shelter, soft and round, 
Each one a stone they laid in the ground.

And she walked it, so certain, eyes on the goal, 
Didn’t feel the ground start to shake below her sole. 
Didn’t hear the quiet crack underfoot, 
Belief too strong, the sound too good.

She can’t tell you the moment the doubt first began, 
It never shouted, no, it just stayed low. 
A small, hard truth she can’t disguise, 
The only thing she truly seems to know. 
She keeps walking the line, not for belief, 
But 'cause turning around’s a price she can’t pay. 
Losing too much, losing too much to walk away.
Too deep in, too deep in to walk away!

The wall was filled with hope and denial, 
No thought nor time could break it down. 
No reason, no logic, no subtle trial, 
Only pain, sharp, sudden, through the crown. 
It didn’t ask her permission, 
Didn’t care for comfort or ease, 
Just took hold, a cold-fingered conviction, 
And brought her crashing down to her knees.

In its grip, the lesson arrives, 
What we don’t wanna know still survives. 
It waits for us anyway, it bides its turn, 
The truth ain’t gentle, it just makes you learn. 
The pain that cuts is the door itself, 
And it opens when there’s nothing left.

She walked her path, eyes ahead, 
Didn’t feel the tremor beneath her tread. 
Didn’t hear the faith begin to fade, 
Didn’t see belief start to decade

She can’t tell you the moment the doubt first began, 
It never shouted, no, it just stayed low. 
A small, hard truth she can’t disguise, 
It’s the only thing she truly seems to know. 
She keeps walking the line, not for belief, 
But ‘cause turning around means losing the day. 
Losing too much, losing too much to walk away.

She’s too deep in,  
Too far gone,  
Too much spent to turn around.  
Every mile behind her sighs,  
Every word still weighs her down.  
It’s not belief that keeps her moving,
It’s what she’s already paid.  
Too much to lose,  
Too much to lose,  
To walk away.

Too Much To Lose

The city melts in streams of sound,
Reflections twist, I’m underground.
My shadow breathes in liquid light,
I lose the shape of wrong and right.



Spin me round the silver haze,
Dreams collide in nameless ways.
Voices echo through the night,
I dissolve into the light.


Falling slow through neon streams,
Every step distorts my dreams.
Walls breathe out a ghostly tune,
The sun forgets to rise too soon.



Endless streets beneath my eyes,
Turning mirrors, shifting skies.
If I vanish, don’t rewind —
The loop remains inside my mind.


Spin me round the silver haze,
Dreams collide in nameless ways.
No return and no goodbye,
Just drift across the sky.
Just drift across the sky.

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