Lights come on, the stage is set,
Promises made, but do they forget?
The people wait, the nation sighs,
Hoping truth ain't drowned in lies.

[Verse 1]
The chamber’s full, the lights shine bright,
The leader steps into sight.
He speaks of dreams, of work well done,
But half the room just bites their tongues.

[Pre-Chorus]
One side cheers, the other sneers,
The cycle’s lasted years and years.
A handshake turns to cold, clenched fists,
Tell me, how’d we end up like this?

[Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

[Verse 2]
A soldier stands, a hero true,
But only half rise in the room.
A mother’s son beats all the odds,
Yet silence cuts like cannon shots.

[Pre-Chorus]
A simple truth, a helping hand,
Shouldn’t be a party’s brand.
We’re losing sight of what is real,
Trading vision for the deal.

[Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

[Verse 3]
They talk of change, they shout and swear,
But nothing moves when no one dares.
It ain't about just red or blue,
It’s what this country’s meant to do.

[Bridge]
Compromise ain't giving in,
It’s where new roads begin.
No more echoes, no more spin,
It’s time to build again.

[Final Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

The Pendulum Swings

Stranded in Africa 
Words and Music by Tom Harris

[Verse 1]  
 When I was  eighteen, I left Geneva behind  
 Searching for something, a  place to rewind  
Through  Spain and through Italy,  Greece and the sea 
CYPRUS to Israel, the  road carried me    

[Verse 2]
Then to Ethiopia,  the land met my soul  
 First time my father’s  arms took hold  
 A ranch once a kingdom,  now cattle and dust  
 In Addis a home, but the  road called to us  
 

[Pre-Chorus]

 Debbie beside me,  pretty and free  
 The Volkswagen rolling,  just her and me  

[Chorus]
 Stranded on the highway, no sign of the end  
The sun sinking lower, no  help, no friend  
Shadows were watching, spears in their hands  
Fate held its breath in this  foreign land  

 Stranded in Africa, the dust in the air  
The silence was heavy, like  unspoken prayer  
Hearts beat like war drums, waiting for fate  
Would they walk on, or  seal our escape?  


[Bridge]
 Then like a shadow, a  car pulled in slow  
 Araya stepped out, said,  "Someone will know" 
 A two-seater benz,  but no room for two  
 He vanished ahead, and we  prayed he’d come through  

[verse 3]
The wind carried whispers, their footsteps drew near   
Hearts beating louder, tangled with fear  
Then one reached his hand out, not a word, not a sound  
Just pointed behind us, to where help would be found  

[Pre-Chorus] 
 Debbie beside me,  pretty and free  
 The Volkswagen broken,  just her and me  

[Chorus]
Stranded on the highway no sign of the end  
The sun sinking lower, no  help, no friend  
Shadows were watching, spears in their hands  
Fate held its breath in this  foreign land  

Stranded in Africa, the dust in the air  
The silence was heavy, like  unspoken prayer  
Hearts beat like war drums, waiting for fate  
Would they walk on, or  seal our escape?  

[Outro]  
 Dust rose in the distance, a  truck rolling near  
 A moment of stillness, then  fading our fear  
 Ethiopia held me,  the road made me see  
 That adventure was  waiting for Debbie and me. 

Stranded in Africa

I hope you crash (Summer Version)

heartfelt country ballad with uplifing male vocals 

I hope you crash

Hell Set Me Free

Right Where I Belong" is a heartfelt country love song about a once-restless soul who finally finds peace, purpose, and home in the arms of someone special. From chasing sunsets on the open road to slow dancing under the stars, this track tells the story of a man who never planned to settle down—but love changed everything. With vivid imagery of small-town romance, backroad drives, and late-night campfires, it captures that freeing realization that true adventure isn’t out there—it’s right beside you.

Right Where I Belong

"Bottle Full of Yak" is a high-energy, flex-heavy club banger that blends trap beats with mainstream hip-hop swagger. The production likely features booming 808s, crisp hi-hats, and a hypnotic bassline perfect for VIP lounges, strip clubs, and late-night party scenes. The track revolves around themes of wealth, status, power, and nightlife indulgence, portraying both male and female perspectives with equal grit and glam.

The male verses exude confidence and street-earned dominance—celebrating success, loyalty, and resilience.  

The chorus is catchy and chant-ready, engineered to be shouted in the club, making it ideal for party playlists or DJ sets. This is the kind of track that commands attention on arrival, perfect for bottle service anthems or scenes where image and vibe are everything.

Back In The Spot

Back In the spot. (Bottle of yak)

“I’m Addicted  ” is a gritty, emotionally charged country-rock ballad about the irresistible pull of a toxic love. With vivid imagery of smoky nights, empty bottles, and bittersweet devotion, this song explores the struggle of knowing someone is bad for you — but not being able to let go. Powerful vocals,  (Think Chris Stapleton} heartfelt lyrics, and a slow-burn melody make this track an unforgettable confession of addiction to love.  Cody Has a Powerhouse voice  that can slide easily from country to rock.  Cody is 100% country  and he has the vocals the looks and talent that goes with it.

I'm Addicited

“Gotta Get a Savage” is a filthy, hard-hitting club anthem packed with raw energy and unapologetic attitude. Driven by a pounding bassline, chant-ready hooks, and graphic, no-holds-barred lyrics, it’s built to light up the dance floor and turn any party into chaos. Bold, dirty, and addictive—this track is pure savage energy.”

Long-Overdue

Gotta Get A Real One

Cullen  is a multi-talented singer-songwriter, producer, and musician whose eclectic sound blends genres and transcends boundaries. Hailing from Long Beach Ca.  He discovered a passion for music at a young age, drawing inspiration from a diverse range of artists and styles. From Classic Rock, Jazz, Country, Soul and R&B to Gospel

 As a producer, Cullen  has collaborated with a variety of artists, helping to shape their sound while infusing his signature style. He believes in the power of collaboration and often brings together musicians from different backgrounds to create innovative and genre-defying tracks. 

 Cullen continues to push creative boundaries, driven by a love for music and a desire to connect with others. With an ever-growing discography and a commitment to artistic growth, Cullen  is a rising force in the music industry, captivating listeners and leaving a lasting impression.

I hope you crash

The Rhyme Architect