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“The house at the end of the street,
Where no one we ever would meet…”
✨ New Song Out Now! ✨
When I was a child, there was a house at the very end of our street.
No one ever saw who lived there – no children playing, no voices, no lights at night. It was a mystery that followed me through the years.
Recently, I went back to my hometown… and the house was gone. All that remains is the memory, and now, this song.
🎶 “The House at the End of the Street”
A folk ballad about childhood, mystery, and the secrets we never uncover.

👉 Listen now and let the story take you back.
https://youtu.be/tt_AhTXxt2k?si=nEHp2EBmYZW7-cXG
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#NewMusic #FolkBallad #SingerSongwriter #StorytellingSong #FolkMusic #IndieFolk #AcousticMusic #Nostalgia #MysterySong #HouseAtTheEndOfTheStreet
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✨ Neuer Song – jetzt da! ✨

Als Kind gab es in meiner Straße ein Haus ganz am Ende.
Niemand wusste, wer dort wohnte – keine spielenden Kinder, keine Stimmen, kein Licht in der Nacht. Ein Rätsel, das mich mein Leben lang begleitete.
Vor kurzem kehrte ich in meine Heimat zurück… das Haus war verschwunden. Geblieben ist nur die Erinnerung – und dieses Lied.

🎶 „The House at the End of the Street“
Eine Folk-Ballade über Kindheit, Geheimnisse und das, was ungelöst bleibt.
👉 Hör rein und lass dich von der Geschichte zurücktragen.
#NeueMusik #FolkBallade #SingerSongwriter #Akustikmusik #Erinnerungen #Kindheitserinnerung #Liedermacher #Geheimnis #HausAmEndeDerStraße

The House at the End of the Street

Verse 1
I grew up in a small-town place,
With friendly smiles and every face.
Children laughing, dogs would run,
Golden evenings, setting sun.
But one home stood in silence deep,
The house at the end of the street.

Chorus
The house at the end of the street,
Where no one we ever would meet.
No voices, no footsteps, no light in the night,
Just shadows that whispered to me…
The house at the end of the street.

Verse 2
The curtains closed, the windows bare,
We wondered who was living there.
Not in the phone book, no name to call,
A mystery that wrapped us all.
Our questions lingered, soft and sweet,
At the house at the end of the street.
Chorus
The house at the end of the street,
Where no one we ever would meet.
No voices, no footsteps, no light in the night,
Just shadows that whispered to me…
The house at the end of the street.
Bridge
Maybe a dreamer, maybe the shy,
Maybe just someone who wanted to hide.
Fifty years later, the ground lies bare,
But the secret still hangs in the air.

Verse 3
I walked back down that road one day,
The yellow walls had gone away.
Just an empty lot where grass now grows,
But the memory still softly glows.
And my heart keeps the echo sweet,
Of the house at the end of the street.

Final Chorus
The house at the end of the street,
Where no one we ever would meet.
It’s gone now forever, but deep in my dreams,
Its shadows still whisper to me…
The house at the end of the street.
(Lyrics & Music by Gert Holle - 18.08.2025)

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