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Just Walking Away by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

A featured song in the country musical "Farm To Fame" Soundtrack Album out now here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/farmtofame/s-1a3nJHSCykk?si=071468dedf224cf8a9c463fc326079da&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

everything that went down
everything that screwed up
the love we once found
nothing was enough

 

The times we've been through,
now Each step feels new... feels new
Under dark skies we hide,
thinking about how we lied how we lied
now walking with nothing to do
  walking not thinking of you
or times we've been through
thinkin bout things brand new
not walking under dark skies
not walking back imemories of our lives
not waking with no place to go
not walking just for show
Just walking 
Just walking 
Just walking 


(verse )Just waking with nothing to say, to say
seems the right time to walk anyway.
 so hard to walk from one's past the past
echoes of yesterday always last
 walking with nothing to do
  walking not thinking of you
or times we've been through
thinkin bout things brand new
not walking under dark skies
not walking back memories of our lives
not waking with no place to go
not walking just for show
Just walking 
Just walking 
Just walking 

 was everything out of our control, control
where outside Forces took their toll.
Each footstep tracing memory tears those tears
Walking away from all those fears

 I know I gonna be ok get on with life today forget about yesterdayI know I gonna find my wayJust walking 
Just walking 
Just walking 

 walking with nothing to do
  walking not thinking of you
or times we've been through
thinkin bout things brand new
not walking under dark skies
not walking back memories of our lives
not waking with no place to go
not walking just for show
Just walking 
Just walking 
Just walking 
Just walking awayJust walking 
Just walking 
Just walking

Just Walking Away by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

All The Small Things

Country song at heart with folk elements that help to tell the story of a tired working class. Mandolin, Banjo, and Baritone guitar lend aid to vocal harmonies that express the desperation and trials of the American lower class. Recorded at Edgewater Studios.

L.O.T.F.

On my nightstand
is your picture
near where
your pillow
used to be
it reminds me
how I blindly lost
everything except
your memories
The spread on your
side of our bed
remains unwrinkled
left unhollowed
from your body
and each night I
look quite oddly
at that place you
used to occupy
till cruel death
chose for you to die
and I whisper endlessly Why???

At your headstone
I scream dammit
it’s the worst thing
I can’t stand it
after all the many ways
I took you being
here for granted
why couldn’t I
have gone with you
when life decided
you were through
I’ll lie in this bed
till I’m wrinkled
till I’m old and
grey without you
paying rent
to the many days
I never realized
that someday you’d
be gone but now
you have moved on
and your precious
soul I cherished
left me with just your
flesh that perished
lying beneath daily flowers
as I count the
endless hours
of sweet memories that I’ve lost
I never truly knew the cost
but loneliness it
left me schooled
Long before your
body cooled
all that I had now
once removed
after I’d foolishly assumed
we would both
grow old as one
but now that all
has come undone
and I’m left here feeling numb
long after death had come
to steal my dearest chum

and on my nightstand
is your picture
near where
your pillow
used to be
framed in sorrow
for my loss of you eternally
baby…eternally

My Love Framed In Sorrow.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III

From Samoan Country Singer TAULIA LAVE's debut album 'Modern Day Cowboy'

Wild Horse

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This is a song of faith and gratitude, telling the story of a people's journey from despair to divine promise. It celebrates the transformation from darkness to light through worship and thanksgiving. 

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The Land He Promised.mp3

Champagne Dreams

produced by dead yami

lyrics:

they holding lights when I'm on the floor
(Oh)
And it was nice what we had before
(Oh)

Lost my maiden, Lost my castle
Sorry baby, for the hassle
Wish I stayed, and now it's rattled
Didn't mean to start the battle
And stop calling me up
We're never going to-
Put the pieces back together
If you won't let me get better
And stop digging shit up
If you ever want to see it-
Or we're doomed

Pretty baby, I'm so sorry
Didn't mean to crash the party
Crash my car, open Bacardi
Wrapped around a tree shit's gnarly
We had a life before closed the door
Oh
Our name in lights
With lines round the store
Oh
She so divine
Turn water into wine
Now she wonder why 
And crying every night

Well I lost my maiden, Lost my castle
Sorry baby, I'm an asshole
She's equipped, Ready for battle
I'm just hiding in the shadows

Stop calling me up, we're never going to-
On my knees praying for better-
Days outside and fuck the weather

We're never going to-
Put the pieces back together
If you won't let me get better
And stop digging shit up
If you ever want to see it-
Or we're doomed

We're doomed

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