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Heartbeat Skip

I saw her walking, soft in the light,
The city paused, she broke the night.
Her smile so free, her voice so true,
A spark that burns — I still feel it too.

Her hair was moving, dark and wild,
The summer lived inside her eyes.
She looked at me, so warm, so mild,
And time stood still beneath the skies.

In her eyes I find the light,
That shows me who I am inside.
She gives me hope, she gives me drive,
Since the moment she came into my life.
In her eyes the world feels small,
And I know — that’s where I belong.

She laughs at things I say, so pure,
A soul of warmth and adventure sure.
Her words can touch, so soft, so clear,
She lives her truth, she’s simply here.

Her steps are light, her will is strong,
She walks her path, where she belongs.
She meets my gaze, the world stands still,
And everything feels right and real.

In her eyes I find the light,
That shows me who I am inside.
She gives me hope, she gives me drive,
Since the moment she came into my life.
In her eyes the world feels small,
And I know — that’s where I belong.

She mirrors every dream I chase,
She is the calm in my embrace.
She sees my heart, not what I show,
With her I feel I truly glow.

In her eyes I find my peace,
I see myself, my heart’s release.
She gives me color, sets me free,
She shows what love is meant to be.
In her eyes I find what’s missed,
And I know — she is it.

Patrick

In Her Eyes

You stir your coffee like you’re buying time
I ask a question, you dodge my sign
We used to talk like songs were air
Now you just hum around here and there
I’m not accusing, I’m not cold
But I’m not young, and I’m not sold
On waiting for a maybe smile
While the years stack up in a crooked pile
We used to dance in kitchen light
Now we scroll through silent night
You say you’re tired, I say I’m fine
But we both know we’re toeing the line
I’m not asking for a perfect plan
Just a little truth, just where you stand
Do we build, do we burn
Do we stay, do we turn?
What we want from here on
Isn’t written in a song
It’s not a whisper or a breeze
It’s not a tease
It’s the way you look at me
When I ask if you still believe
It’s the way you hold  open the door
Like you’re  wanting more....wanting more
I’ve been writing verses in my head
While you’ve been quiet in our bed
I’m not mad, I’m not gone
But I’m not sure how long I’ll hold on
If you don’t speak, if you don’t try
Then maybe this was our goodbye
You used to laugh before you answered
Now you pause like truth’s a cancer
I used to sing, you used to sway
Now so silent most days
I’m not the man who needs applause
But I need more than what this was
I need a sign, not just a sigh
I need a reason not to lie
So here we are, two cups gone cold
Two hearts unsure, two hands not bold
I’ll play this tune one final time
If you don’t join, I’ll drop the rhyme
I’ll walk away, I’ll let it be
But I’ll still sing... what you meant to me....
I didn’t write this to win you back.
I wrote it because I had to.
Because silence was louder than the chords.
Because love deserves a melody,
even.. if it’s the last one... we share.....love deserves a melody,
even.. if it’s the last one... we share..


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From Here On written by Edwin H. Balder

Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best

I got my red dress on tonight
Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feeling alive

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm feelin' electric tonight
Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99
Got my bad baby by my heavenly side
I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Think I'll miss you forever
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky
Later's better than never
Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive (drive, drive)

I got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh


Lana Del Ray - Summertime Sadness (Henry Land Remix)

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

From Here On written by Edwin H. Balder

Edwin Balder

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