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Swedish singer/songwriter Shalisa Taylor is set to captivate listeners worldwide with her heartfelt new single, "Guide Me Home," scheduled for release on September 8th. Drawing inspiration from her personal experiences, Taylor delivers a poignant exploration of feeling lost and seeking solace in cherished memories.

Guide Me Home

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04 I-Soul - Life Goes On

Співачка Ana Danch презентує пісню «Вітер надій». Ця пісня була написана у 2000 році відомим гітаристом, композитором, аранжувальником, лідер-вокалістом рок-групи «Галактика» Вʼячеславом Сінчуком для мене, для юної співачки Уляни Латик. Пісня про кохання, мрії, сподівання без яких неможливе людське життя. Пісня пролежала 24 роки у шафі і отримавши сучасне аранжування вийшла у цей Світ.

В моїм вікні сумний пейзаж забутих днів,
Де твоя тінь мерехтить у відблисках вогнів
В моїх руках всі не дописані листи,
Неначе ждуть у кінці останнього «прости»

За безглуздя слів, 
За моє пусте мовчання 
У країні снів,
Де панує лиш одне кохання 

Вітер надій, листям кружляючим 
Осінь журливу запросив 
Із-під небес, птахом страждаючим
Падав до ніг моїх немов без сил.

Минає день і з ним захмарений пейзаж,
А у очах наших зустрічей пʼянкий міраж 
Можливо ти в цю мить попід вікном стоїш 
І, як колись, подолавши біль мені простиш

Вітер надій, листям кружляючим 
Осінь журливу запросив 
Із-під небес, птахом страждаючим
Падав до ніг моїх немов без сил.

Вітер Надій

So glad this happened just when I needed a hit!

More Time This Time By Edwin H. Balder

(Verse 1) In the quiet of the night  lost in the vastness of space. 
Time slips through my fingers wondering if I'll ever escape this place
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secret buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
 the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas ...
Lay bare ,wide open buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
I need more time this time to find any peace
(Verse 2) Beneath the moon searching all my vulnerability shown. Yet hope persists that the stars will lead me home.
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secrets buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas
Lay bare, wide open buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
I need more time this time to find any peace
(Bridge) And there, in the sands, a buried truth awaits, 
A map etched in whispers, a tale of lonely fates. 
Lost keys, forgotten promises, a silent plea, 
Will fate lead me home or further out to sea?
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secrets buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas
Lay bare, wide open, buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
 I need more time this time to find any peaceo find any peace

All Rights Reserved By Edwin H. Balder
Thanks to my band :Hot Cookie

More Time This Time By Edwin H. Balder

Songs I wrote there paved my music path!

Saranac Waterhole Song By Edwin H. Balder

(intro) 1970 Old Military Estates you felt like you belonged
Beyond all the clod snows of time everyday a new song
in a town called Saranac Lake Legendary music was born

(Verse 1) new Collage opened and for sure shook the mountain town

hippies and deferment escapees were wondering all around

acceptance was like baby steps across snow covered ground

yet now today most folks seem woke and profound

Chorus)Those songs born by fireplace light in that circle of our commune
Echo past those adirondack days like music shadows from the moon
 Old Military Estates songwriter musicians gone way too soon.

(Verse 2) Soon after music by the new interlopers started to get played

at Waterhole #3 with your dogs and guitar how late you always stayed

Jack and Billy and the crew performing songs that last night we made
 How I dream to live another day in that Saranac serenade

(Chorus)Those songs born by fireplace light in that circle of our commune
Echo past those adirondack days like music shadows from the moon
 My Old Military Estates songwriters and musicians gone way too soon.


(Outro) Now the bands that paly there have real stages and sound;
wonder if they know their playing on sacred ground;
Were folk like Joni and John sang and played for free;
Takes me back to saranac  and the way it used to be...

(Chorus)Those songs born by fireplace light in that circle of our commune
Echo past those adirondack days like music shadows from the moon
 My Old Military Estates songwriters and musicians gone way too soon.

All Rights Reserved by: Edwin H. Balder
Thanks Much to My Band : Hot Cookie

Saranac Waterhole Song By Edwin H. Balder

From The Whispers of Saranac Lake I Still Hear...

Saranac Song Written by Edwin H. Balder

In the heart of summer’s golden glow,
We paddled through Saranac’s gentle flow,
Canoes gliding on waters deep and blue,
Where adventure was life, and feelings were true.The forest whispered secrets in the breeze,
As we camped beneath the ancient trees,
Stars above, a canopy of light,
We shared our dreams in the quiet night.Laughter echoed through the morning mist,
Every moment, a memory kissed,
We were young, with hearts so bold,
In those days, our stories told.But time, the silent thief, has crept,
And in its wake, our paths have swept,
Now miles and years lie in between,
The faces we were, the places we’ve seen.Though we may never meet again,
The echoes of our youth remain,
In the whispers of Saranac’s shore,
Where our spirits linger, forevermore.

All Rights Reserved By Edwin H. Balder
Thans Much to My Band: Hot Cookie

Saranac Song Written by EdwinH. Balder

Modern Day Mozart

🎧 As Long As You Know
Produced by: ryderoncrack
Mixed by: Deric

I’ve been holding onto this one for a minute, and it’s finally time to drop it for y’all.
Stream everywhere: https://linktr.ee/envyderic
Special thanks to everyone who’s been rocking with me on this journey.

Music video drops tomorrow! Let me know what you think in the comments. #hiphop #rap #newmusic

As Long As You Know

Deric - As Long As You Know [ryderoncrack]

Welcome to the Hot Cookie days! After my coffee house days I put  my performance life away to build a family.but every week I tried to put a song idea in note book..Once I got old and family set I came back to my music doing a few songs a year...then I got this terminal type feedback on my timeline so I grabbed up the best music folk I knew over the years...put a studio band together (Hot Cookie) to record 100 HIT songs from the notes I took every week for 50 years. They are not for us to perform but for you to.  We picked just 2 songs from every year's notebook that we felt were hits that could change folks' lives if they covered them...so here they are. Contact us if you need the rights..Be well Do Well and thank you for the years of wonder...e
THE BACK STORY:
I was just 19 Way back bout 1969
a couple of new friends of mine
Hippy Joni & John Prine
gave me some listening time
50 years later down the line
what was voiced then is now
so wonderfully defined
by voices my music was meant to find
I wonder back into that dive hotel room now and then
and meet with old friends... Everyone making amends ...Time just transcends
Playing and singing our dream songs....Hoping stardom comes along
So we can all run away
And play everyday
In a cloud of smoke
Where nobody’s broke
Maybe one more toke and I can stay
SO
Too old ..
So little in the tank
Not near the time to get in all I want to thank
Thought all my music might someday get me bank
Cause God gave me talent but the check he wrote was a bit blank
And as I got older and my dreams of glory sank
I made what's here for you to see
hoping  my sad obscurity gets outflanked


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

More Time This Time By Edwin H. Balder

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