Rain falls heavy on the broken ground,
Every drop an echo, every drop a sound.
Walking through the storm, I feel the strain,
But I’m still alive beneath the rain.
Clouds above, the sky turns gray,
Memories wash but never fade away.
Every street reflects the pain,
Every shadow whispers your name
Who will hear my silent cry,
When the storm keeps passing by?
Alone I stand, but still I fight,
we're the song in the spotlight
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me... don't say goodbuy
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me.... don't say goodbuy
I walk alone where the rivers rise,
Every drop is truth, no disguise.
The storm don’t care, it cuts the same,
But I hold my ground, Iwith out blame
Rain on my shoulders, rain on my face,
It carves the lines, it leaves a trace.
I’m not afraid of the weight it brings,
I’m a man who fights through everything.
Windows cry with endless streams,
Shattered hopes and broken dreams.
But in the flood I find my way,
The rain won’t wash my soul away.
Who will hear my silent cry,
When the storm keeps passing by?
Alone I stand, but still I fight,
we're the song in the spotlight
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me... don't say goodbuy
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me.... don't say goodbuy
Rain don’t lie, it tells the truth,
It cuts through age, it cuts through youth.
Every drop is a memory’s call,
Every storm is a rise, a fall.
I’ve seen the floods take all I own,
But I still stand, I’m flesh and bone.
The thunder roars, but I don’t break,
I fight for love, I fight for faith.
Rain is the weight that makes men strong,
It teaches right, it teaches wrong.
So let it fall, let the rivers rise,
I’ll keep on walking beneath the skies.
Moonlight breaks through clouds above,
Rain reminds me of our love.
Echoes of what used to be,
Flowing...now.... through.... eternity....what... used ...to.. be.......
Who will hear my silent cry,
When the storm keeps passing by?
Alone I stand, but still I fight,
we're the song in the spotlight
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me... don't say goodbuy
Rain keeps falling, I survive,
If you love me.... don't say goodbuy
Rain… rain… rain…can't hide this pain
Still I stand, still ...I remain.....Rain… rain… rain...still ...I..... remain

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
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Rain Broken by WHY🎧 SPACE

Innocence shattered like a broken glass,
A call for help through a classroom’s fears.
The echoes bounce off the silent halls,
This ain’t the world we dreamed — not at all.
In the hallways filled with cries,
A child’s voice echoes through the skies.
Dialing numbers with trembling hands,
This is not what anyone plans.
A girl with a future untold and bright,
Lost in shadows, lost to night.
Fifteen years shoots the moon,
In a world of chaos, no one immune.
This is not OK, it’s not alright,
Lives in darkness, lost the light.
Through the pain and through the grief,
We must stand for our belief.
Hearts are heavy, tears run free,
A call for help, a silent plea.
Innocence shattered, trust betrayed,
In a place where love should stay.
I walk through halls where the silence screams,
Broken desks, broken childhood dreams.
The chalkboard’s faded, the lessons are gone,
But the pain of the moment keeps dragging on.
We thought these walls were safe and strong,
But the echoes prove we were all wrong.
A child’s cry cuts through the air,
And I ask myself — why weren’t we there?
We build our lives on fragile trust,
But it crumbles fast, it turns to dust.
If innocence can fall this way,
Then we must rise, we must not sway.
Lessons learned in fear and dread,
Where dreams of safety now lie dead.
One moment changed so many lives,
We ask for hope amidst these cries.
Looking for answers in the dark,
Finding strength to leave a mark.
Together we must change our ways,
To see a brighter, safer day.
A child’s voice cries in the morning light,
A scream for safety in the midst of fright.
The ticking clock stops at ten fifty‑seven,
As innocence drifts to a question of heaven.
The future held in hands so small,
Now bleeding, hope starts to fall.
If our hearts could mend the wounded sky,
Would we still live these helpless cries?
How did we get here, so lost, so torn,
Where the promise of safety is all but gone?
We preach of love, but the actions fade,
And children pay for the choices made.
I see the faces, I hear the names,
But the world keeps playing the same old games.
We talk of change, but the time is now,
We can’t just whisper — we must allow.
Every tear is a warning sign,
Every cry is a fragile line.
If we don’t listen, if we don’t act,
The cycle repeats, the pain comes back.
I’m just one man, but I’ll raise my voice,
To fight for the future, to make a choice.
No cure in silence, no peace in lies,
We must stand together, we must rise.
In a world on fire, we must ignite,
A better dream, a peaceful light.
How did we get here, so lost, so torn?
What happened to the love we swore?
This is not OK, it’s not alright,
Lives in darkness, lost the light.
Through the pain and through the grief,
We must stand for our belief.
Hearts are heavy, tears run free,
A call for help, a silent plea.
Innocence shattered, trust betrayed,
In a place where love should stay.
Joy gone… joy gone… joy gone…
The last echo of a child’s song.

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Link to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

This Is Not OK  by WHY🎧 SPACE

Funny how the cure feels worse,
Like a blessing turned to curse…
The lab lights buzz, the vials gleam—
“What you lose, you don’t redeem.”
I built the dose to numb the past,
To soften edges, dull the glass.
Test Subject One just blinks and nods,
“I don’t miss anyone—that’s so odd.”
We traded grief for empty shelves,
Ghosts we killed just haunt ourselves.
The formula was pure but still flawed,
Now there’s silence down every hall.
I saw the cure cut deep, no pain,
But it stripped the soul, left nothing to gain.
Men don’t cry, but men still bleed,
And silence don’t give you what you need.
The trial group checks out just fine,
No tears at night, no tangled spines.
But at the park, a swing goes still—
No one laughs, and no one will.
The playground’s full of quiet hearts,
A perfect cure that tore apart.
We traded grief for empty shelves,
Ghosts we killed just haunt ourselves.
I smashed the glass, I broke the frame,
No pill can fix a man’s own name.
You take the hurt, you take the scars,
That’s how you know who you really are.
Funny how the test tubes lie,
Clear as glass but just as sly.
The leader calls, his voice too bright—
“We’ll dose the world on Friday night.”
I smash the lab, the liquid spills,
Destroy the method, destroy the pills.
Our warning’s learned, kept in dark places,
Hearts and souls need what this erases.
I stand my ground, I fight, I roar,
No cure can close a man’s own door.
We carry grief, we carry flame,
That’s how we rise, that’s how we claim.
We traded grief for empty shelves,
Ghosts we killed just haunt ourselves.
The formula was pure but still flawed,
Now there’s silence down every hall.
Funny how the cure feels worse,
Like a blessing turned to curse…
The formula was pure but still flawed,
Now there’s silence down every hall.
Silence down every hall…
(Every hall) every… hall…

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
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Ourselves by WHY🎧 SPACE

You spoke with such a cool indifference,
As if the truth was just a passing trend.
You cast your stones with sharp deliverance,
And thought the echo would just softly end.
But words don’t simply fade to silence;
They hover like a heavy, poisoned air.
Most kept peace while you spoke your violence—
Now they are circling from everywhere.
Every syllable, no empathy, just locked in your own way,
What you say will come back around one day.
You thought it would just fade, but it stays,
A permanent ghost in the hallway.
What you say will come back to burn through the hate,
You lit the match, now you must watch it play.
What you say… what you say.
You’re replayed in quiet moments,
The casual way you said “ok” for some to die.
Like I was just a line you borrowed,
Like you never saw families cry.
You never feared leaving scars,
But you did, and now it shows.
Your words like distant stars,
Where the darkness grows.
Every syllable, no empathy, just locked in your own way,
What you say will come back around one day.
You thought it would just fade, but it stays,
A permanent ghost in the hallway.
What you say will come back to burn through the hate,
You lit the match, now you must watch it play.
What you say… what you say.
I heard you speak like the world was yours,
Every word a weapon, every phrase a war.
You thought the silence would swallow the sound,
But echoes live longer, they circle around.
I carried the weight of the things you said,
Like stones in my chest, like ghosts in my head.
You called it truth, but it cut like lies,
Left scars on the living, tears in their eyes.
I’m a man who’s seen how words can kill,
Not with bullets, but with the will.
You can’t erase what you carved in air,
It lingers, it burns, it’s always there.
So I stand with the music, I stand with the song,
To show that your echo won’t last as long.
Because honesty rises, and love will stay,
And the weight of your words will fade away.
You preached empathy, said I was too much,
Too loud, too deep, too real, too raw.
But now your hollow echo
Can’t outrun the ancient law.
What you say will come back around one day,
You thought it would just fade, but it stays.
A permanent ghost in the hallway,
What you say will come back to burn through the hate.
You lit the match, now you must watch it play.
What you say… what you say.
Words don’t die… they simply wait.
What you say… will come back around.
Words don’t die… they simply wait.
What you say… will come back around.


Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Link to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Back Around by WHY🎧 SPACE

Two‑lane highway, dust in the rain,
Voices whisper, saying it won’t change.
Packed a suitcase, left the key,
Something bigger calling me.
Small town rules, small town fate,
Clock keeps ticking, but it won’t wait.
Everybody knows how stories go,
Work the land, watch the seasons flow.
But I had a song, I had a fire,
Had a name set to climb higher.
Couldn’t fade, couldn’t let it die,
Had to see if the stars aligned.
It’s hard to find your way in a place brand new,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Hard to trust what and who is true,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Believe in yourself and what you do,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
I left behind dirt roads and the same old bars,
Chasing a horizon, chasing the stars.
They said “boy, you’re crazy, you’ll lose your way,”
But I knew my voice had something to say.
Every mile I drove was a test of will,
Every silence I faced taught me to be still.
I carried my roots, but I broke the chain,
Turned small town struggle into city rain.
City roads, endless sound,
Lost my way, but I won’t drown.
Lines get blurred, faces fade,
But dreams don’t break, they just evade.
Got a gig, got a shot,
Got a place that said I’m not.
But I stayed, kept the fight,
Took the stage and let it ignite.
It’s hard to find your way in a place brand new,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Hard to trust what and who is true,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Believe in yourself and what you do,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
I still hope time will teach me patience,
Have the willpower to hold, to wait.
Take the road in the right direction,
When it’s right, don’t I hesitate.
This dream in me burns forever,
No disaster can turn it to dust.
Dreams will always find me,
But dreams don’t happen if you don’t trust.
Crowd stands still, silence weighs,
Breath gets tight, pulse betrays.
Then the chords rise, echoes start,
And they finally hear the heart.
Some will doubt, some won’t see,
Some will never believe in me.
But I kept my ground, I held the proof,
Sang my story, sang the truth.
I’m not the man who stayed behind,
I’m the one who chased what he had to find.
You never know till you take that chance,
Life’s a gamble, but the song’s the dance.
It’s hard to find your way in a place brand new,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Hard to trust what and who is true,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Believe in yourself and what you do,
The only thing you know for sure is you.
Two‑lane highway, dust in the rain,
Voices whisper, saying it won’t change.
Packed a suitcase, left the key,
Something bigger calling me

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Link to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

For Sure WHY🎧 SPACE

"You know, you never really prepared me for this,
No little hints, no gentle touch or kiss.
I guess I was blind to all the small signs,
You left without a trace, erasing all the lines."
"I wake up in this quiet, where your laughter used to fill,
No note left behind, just an empty space to kill.
Every place feels haunted, like memories gone astray,
You didn't prepare me — but you stole my today."
"Yeah, I was hoping, thought I'd see it clear,
But your sudden absence left me stumbling here."
"You never gave a warning before you walked away,
No goodbye, no whispers, you just chose to stray.
You vanished in a moment, with no words to convey,
Left me dancing alone as memories replay."
"We used to wander where streetlights gleam,
Now I walk alone, like it was all a dream.
Your silence still echoes in the songs we shared,
You left me hanging — thought you cared."
"True, I felt shattered, but now I'm standing tall,
Your silence was loud, but I hear my own call."
"You never warned me that you'd be the end,
No goodbye, no hints you were more than a friend.
You left me with echoes, memories unbend,
Still dancing with ghosts, trying to mend."
"The dawn feels heavy, bed cold with no trace,
Your voice has faded, but echoes still chase.
No warning, no fight, you quietly went far,
Leaving behind what we truly are."
"I felt so fragile, but now I've learned,
Your leaving taught lessons, each corner turned."
"You never gave signs that our time had passed,
No goodbye, no moments as we ran last.
You left me to dance through the past,
But I find the strength that comes to last."
"Thought we were endless, our bond was so tight,
Yet silence crashed down with no end in sight.
No text, no call, just went away,
Like a shadow gone, leaving words unsaid today.
True, I stayed loyal, true, I was real,
The shock tore me apart, yet here I heal.
You left so swift, but you built my beat,
Now I'm dancing through pain, finding my own heat.
Respect the journey, respect the pain,
In heartbreak's shadow, I find my name.
You left without warning, left without plea,
But in the rhythm, lives the heart full of me."
"You thought you killed me with no goodbye, no word,
But in my music, my soul's still heard.
You thought you ended what was once so free,
Yet my voice rises, eternally."
so free,
so free,
so free,

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Never Killed Me Before WHY🎧 SPACE

She flips the switch like a light in the hall,
Turns me on with the simplest call.
True that, it’s daily, true that, it’s sly,
Every move she makes is a reason why.
She stirs her coffee, steam rising slow,
I watch her lips, and the rhythm grows.
She ties her shoes, and I lose my ground,
Everyday sparks in the small things found.
True that, she’s subtle,
True that, she’s fire.
Everyday moments
Feed my desire.
Between the lines, she’s writing me down,
Everyday sparks spinning me round.
Between the lines, I’m caught in her vow,
True that, she’s the reason — I’m burning now.
She folds the laundry, rhythm in her sway,
I hear the music in the way she plays.
She laughs at nothing, and I lose control,
Everyday sparks that ignite my soul.
True that, she’s clever,
True that, she’s mine.
Everyday moments
Cross every line.
Between the lines, she’s writing me down,
Everyday sparks spinning me round.
Between the lines, I’m caught in her vow,
True that, she’s the reason — I’m burning now.
She drives the car, hand steady on the wheel,
I feel the motion, the way she makes me feel.
She shuts the door, and the silence sings,
Everyday sparks in the simplest things.
True that, she’s magic,
True that, she’s bold.
Everyday moments
Never grow old.
Between the lines, she’s writing me down,
Everyday sparks spinning me round.
Between the lines, I’m caught in her vow,
True that, she’s the reason — I’m burning now.
She walks through the market, I’m losing my cool,
Every step she takes is bending the rules.
She flips her hair, and the world slows down,
Everyday sparks in a casual crown.
She’s the rhythm in the checkout line,
The echo in the glass when we toast with wine.
She’s the thunder in the quiet street,
Everyday sparks make the night complete.
True that, she’s daily, true that, she’s mine,
Everyday sparks are the perfect sign.
I respect the craft, I respect the flame,
Everyday sparks — I’ll never be the same.
Between the lines, she’s still the spark,
True that, she’s the fire in the dark.
Between the lines, I’ll dance through the night,
True that, she’s the reason — I...burn for her..every day.... every day...every night...every night...

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Between The Lines by WHY🎧 SPACE

Came down from the mountain, dust on my shoes,
City lights burning, neon blues.
I was raw from the climb, heart still scarred,
But the streets were alive, every beat hit hard.
She was standing there, pretty in the glow,
Eyes like fire, made the whole world slow.
She said my name back, just that one time,
And I swear I felt love finally align.
It wasn’t the crowd, it wasn’t the sound,
It was the moment her voice spun me around.
Every scar I carried, every hill I’d climbed,
Felt like it led to this — love at last mine.
I’d follow her shadow, I’d follow her flame,
Through the city’s chaos, through the hunger and pain.
Didn’t care if it broke me, didn’t care if I fell,
I’d chase her forever, even straight into hell.
The dashboard clock reflects the past,
A journey through the memories amassed.
I trace the shadows of our former days,
When every detour was a playful maze.
The radio whispers tales we've known,
But the melodies we both outgrown.
I’m driving through the echoes of our laughter,
Wondering if I could've changed the chapter.
YOU-turn, I'm not contemplating,
YOU turn, back in an old direction.
YOU turn, am I doing right from where I left?
U-turn, on an old road (old road)… with old regrets.
Smell of rain on asphalt brings it back again,
The night your laughter turned into pain.
Of promises we swore by the harvest light,
Now every mile marker's a silent fight.
I see your face in every passing sign,
Questioning if the road we took was mine.
The headlights cut through darkness, but it’s clear,
Our love was just… a… souvenir.
YOU-turn, I'm not contemplating,
YOU turn, back in an old direction.
YOU turn, am I doing right from where I left?
U-turn, on an old road (old road)… with old regrets.
Our quiet space, the love I doubted.
That love's not lost, it's just been rerouted.
The map of my heart has new destinations,
But scars remain from endless frustrations.
The dawn breaks with a promise to renew,
I see the path where once I followed you.
Now I navigate with a newfound sight,
Where healing replaces the remnants of night.
I’m piecing back the fragments of my soul,
Finding in loss, a story to be told.
No longer bound by the story of our past,
I'm driving towards a dawn… I’m hauling ass.
YOU-turn, I'm not contemplating,
YOU turn, back in an old direction.
YOU turn, am I doing right from where I left?
U-turn, on an old road (old road)… with old regrets.
(U-turn… U-turn…)
The road unwinds, the horizon’s wide,
I’m not the same, baby how you lied.
(how you lied)
U-turn, on an old road again with old regrets…
But now, with every mile, I ride beyond our sunset…
Beyond our sunsets… beyond our sunsets…

You Turn WHY🎧 SPACE

Hush, (hush) hush…
The chandelier confessed to the tide with a velvet devotion,
While the mirror blinked twice and swallowed the notion.
Even the thunder wore pearls to disguise its emotion.
A teacup spilled secrets in a language of motion.
The sidewalk curled up like a ribbon in lotion,
The jukebox wept softly, tuned to a potion.
Lies don’t float, they bloom and bend,
Truth’s a wave that won’t defend.
Oaths dissolve where oceans end.
Every promise I whispered was stitched in a golden disguise,
Nothing I meant ever knew how to apologize.
Somewhere between the shimmer and the salt, the silence lies.
Anyone listening would think I was wise.
Everything breaks when the moon forgets to rise.
The lighthouse blinked Morse code in a language of spies,
While the seagulls debated the shape of the skies.
Even the anchor had secrets it tried to revise,
A compass spun circles with cinnamon sighs.
The tide pulled the truth through a thousand goodbyes.
The stars stitched a map made entirely of lies.
Lies don’t sink, they shimmer bright,
Truth gets lost in neon light.
Oaths dissolve in velvet night.
Every whisper I swallowed was dressed in a clever disguise.
The shoreline hummed softly in a voice full of tries,
While the moon wore a mask made of lullaby ties.
Even the wind had a pocket of sighs,
A bottle of ink spilled stars on the rise.
The waves wrote poems with invisible dyes.
The truth wore heels and told beautiful lies.
Lies don’t drown, they learn to float,
Truth forgets the words it wrote.
Oaths dissolve in every note.
Every glance I returned was a mirror in disguise.
The ocean forgave me with a grin full of tries,
The thunder applauded with invisible eyes.
The lighthouse blinked twice, then swallowed the skies.
The compass confessed with mechanical sighs.
The anchor let go with a whisper that flies.
The tide told a joke that nobody buys.
Hush… I hear the echoes in disguise,
Velvet voices hiding truth behind the eyes.
Every oath I swore got lost in the tide,
Every secret I kept was a mask I supplied.
But lies don’t drown, they float in the dark,
Truth gets twisted, neon sparks.
I’m chasing silence where the rhythm hides,
Between shimmer and hush, where the echo cries.
Respect in my tone, I don’t fake the scene,
I spit what I feel, keep the verses clean.
It’s a gift and a curse, this voice I own,
Every rhyme I drop is a stepping stone.
So hush… listen close, don’t deny,
The ocean forgives, but the stars still lie.
I rap for the moment, not the fame outside,
Every beat I breathe is the truth I confide.
The stars rearranged into question-mark pies,
The oath was a riddle, the answer: goodbyes.
Every secret I danced with was dressed in a clever disguise.
Nothing I sang ever needed replies.
Somewhere between the shimmer and hush, the echo tries.
Anyone watching would call it wise.
Everything ends when the ocean dries.
......Oath… ......ocean…... hush… ...disguise… ..lies… lies...lies…

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY🎧 SPACE
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Link to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Hush Disguise by WHY🎧 SPACE

Don't Stop Me Now

Tech House, Latin Tech, Bass House
Demos: https://tstack.app/dynamicmusik

Label by @JohnTheRT, @Diskreetsounds
Label Manager / A&R: John Berry, Danny Proo

Over the years, Dynamic Musik has brought many new and fresh talent with some big releases with the support of well known respected DJs and artists. Specializing in Tech House, House and Latin Tech, we will continue to keep bringing you 'the listeners' fresh underground dance music.

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

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