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Shut Up—Let Truth Breathe   An Open Source Cover 4U
by The Indivisibles
Every sunrise, another game 

Another speech, another name 

Words stretched thin, facts turned round 

Another promise hits the ground 

Tell me what’s real, tell me what’s right 

Tell me why every day’s another rewrite 

Tell me why history flips in the shade 

Who’s pulling strings, who’s getting paid? 

Truth don’t bend, truth don’t fade 

But you twist it till it breaks away 

You talk big, you talk loud 

You drown the facts in golden clouds 

Shut up—let truth breathe 

Let the lies sink, let the world see 

If silence holds more honesty 

Then shut up—let truth breathe 

You paint the sky, but it ain’t blue 

Sell the past like it ain’t true 

Rewrite wrongs with empty hands 

Shake the deals and break the lands 

You smile sharp, you grin wide 

You build your empire, you take the side 

You count the coins, you stack the fate 

While every broken man waits too late 

Shut up—let truth breathe 

Let the lies sink, let the world see 

If silence holds more honesty 

shut up—let truth breathe 

How many words till the meaning dies? 

How many spins till the promise lies? 

How many pockets lined so deep 

That the truth ain’t got a voice to keep? 

So stand up, cut through haze 

Let the dark see light in place 

Hold the ground, hold it tight 

Don’t let them sell what should be right 

Shut up—let truth breathe 

Let the lies sink, let the world see 

If silence holds more honesty 

shut up—let truth breathe 

Words stretched thin, facts turned round 

Another promise hits the ground 

shut up—let truth breathe 

shut up—let truth breathe 

shut ...up 

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder...contact by DM for free stems

Shut Up—Let Truth Breathe  An Open Source Cover 4U

Hi. Thanks for listening. I’m a writer and producer who uses AI tools to turn my words into music. This became my “healthy hobby” after a long battle with addiction. I’m now gratefully sober. I’m open to collaborating with other artists. - Nova J

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

Shut Up—Let Truth Breathe An Open Source Cover 4U

Edwin Balder