Thought I’d learned my lesson every time I fell
But life keeps teaching me, stories I can’t quell
Tried to run from nights that never let me sleep
Now I’m here standing, promises I’ll keep

Tired eyes, heavy hands
Every time I rise, I make my stand

One more round—I won’t walk away
One more round—I’ll fight another day
Bruised and learning, heart unbound
Life can swing hard, but I’ll go one more round

I’ve heard voices say I’ll never break through
Carried old regrets like they were true
But morning light shows me where I belong
I’m still here singing my own song

Tired eyes, heavy hands
Every time I rise, I make my stand

One more round—I won’t walk away
One more round—I’ll fight another day
Bruised and learning, heart unbound
Life can swing hard, but I’ll go one more round

Every step I’ve stumbled through
Every scar I carry proves
I’ve got more to give, more to find
This life won’t leave me behind

One more round—I won’t walk away
One more round—I’ll fight another day
Bruised and learning, heart unbound
Life can swing hard, but I’ll go one more round


One More Round

Packed up my life in Dallas, left old ghosts behind
Rolled west through the desert, clear skies in my mind
Hit that Menlo Park sunshine, it felt like a sign
Poured myself a glass of California Comfort, sipped it like wine

The breeze here don’t carry the weight I used to feel
Mornings start gentle, nights feel more real
I’m learning slow steps, letting old wounds heal
Raise a glass of California Comfort, taste what’s finally real

California Comfort, smooth on my tongue
New roads unfolding, old songs unsung
Third act’s beginning under golden sun
Sipping California Comfort—yeah, my life’s just begun

Seagulls call my mornings, redwoods guard my nights
Mountains frame my memories, stars hold my fights
I’m not the man I was, I’m learning what feels right
With California Comfort, I toast a softer fight

California Comfort, smooth on my tongue
New roads unfolding, old songs unsung
Third act’s beginning under golden sun
Sipping California Comfort—yeah, my life’s just begun

Every mile I drove erased another doubt
Every ocean breeze blew the voices out
The man I’m becoming feels clear in this light
Each sip a reminder—I’m finally right

California Comfort, smooth on my tongue
New roads unfolding, old songs unsung
Third act’s beginning under golden sun
Sipping California Comfort—yeah, my life’s just begun

California Comfort

Some nights I’m drowning in what I’ve done
Missed your school plays, birthdays I should’ve come
Your pictures on the dresser pull me back
I whisper “I love you” into the cracks

I’ve missed your questions, your bedtime fears
Lost moments I can’t reclaim through the years
But every mile between us can’t erase
The vow I made when I first saw your face

I’m still here, your father through the fight
Still loving you every day and night
Through every storm, every doubt, every tear—
No matter the distance… Dad’s still here

Sometimes silence screams the loudest truth
I should have been beside you in your youth
But I see your smile in every old photo
And find a light I’ll never let go

I’m still here, your father through the fight
Still loving you every day and night
Through every storm, every doubt, every tear—
No matter the distance… Dad’s still here

I know I’ve failed, but I won’t walk away
I’ll fight for you with each breaking day
When you wonder if I still care—
I’m still breathing your names in every prayer

I’m still here, your father through the fight
Still loving you every day and night
Through every storm, every doubt, every tear—
No matter the distance… Dad’s still here


I'm Still Here

Thought the years would grind me down, leave me on the floor
Mistakes stacked high like dust behind the door
Every scar a story, every bruise a spark
A stubborn heart still shining in the dark

Time took shots, tried to steal my name
But I’ve still got fight in these veins

Stand me up—don’t let me fade away
Stand me up—help me find my way
Every fall, every cry, every tear I’ve shed
I’m still alive—stand me up instead

Years of doubt tried to cage my soul
But I’ve walked through storms I couldn’t control
Found my voice in lessons wrapped in pain
Rising up like thunder after rain

Time took shots, tried to steal my name
But I’ve still got fight in these veins

Stand me up—don’t let me fade away
Stand me up—help me find my way
Every fall, every cry, every tear I’ve shed
I’m still alive—stand me up instead

Every wrong I’ve made
Every vow I’ve failed
Every night I prayed
Just to tip the scale
Stand me up…
Stand me up…

Stand me up—don’t let me fade away
Stand me up—help me find my way
Every fall, every cry, every tear I’ve shed
I’m still alive—stand me up instead

Stand Me Up

Woke up wearing someone else’s frame.
My name was in it…
but it didn’t fit.
The mirror didn’t crack.
Still…
it hit.

Every breath drags
like a rusted chain.
Joints grind slow—
bone to brain.
Can’t show it.
Can’t name it.
Can’t trace where it starts…
but it ends
in everything.

Everything hurts—
but nothing’s broken.
No bruise to explain
the words left unspoken.
I move through the fire
like it ain’t mine…
Still wear the pain
like a second spine.

Used to heal fast.
Now I stall in place.
Used to hold weight—
now it holds my face.
The nights scream quiet,
the mornings accuse.
Even God looks tired
when I light the fuse.

Everything hurts—
but nothing’s broken.
No limp, no cast,
just heat unspoken.
Still lift the mask,
still fake the climb…
Still say I’m fine—
but I know I’m lyin’.

Ever scream and nothing moves?
Ever feel your hands…
but lose the use?
That’s the quiet hell
that wears my name.
Can’t scream it loud—
can’t shake the shame.

Everything hurts—
but nothing’s broken.
Pain with no shape,
hope left half-spoken.
I drag this weight,
still keep the form…
The body stays
but the soul feels worn.

Still walking.
Still aching.
Still ain’t done yet.
Still here.


Everything Hurts, Nothing's Broken

Keep the receipt.
Keep the ring.
Keep the house and the goddamn dishes.
I paid what mattered.
And I paid it in full.

First of the month, hit send like clockwork.
My name in bold, the rest in red.
Court calls it duty—
I call it what’s left
of the promises I meant
when I said what I said.

Diapers, shoes, field trip forms,
Christmas lists and braces due.
You don’t see me in the pictures,
but you see what I do.

I paid in time, I paid in truth,
I paid in nights I gave to you.
I paid with pride, I paid through pain,
and I never missed a due date.
Don’t need a thank you, don’t need a name—
just know my love ain’t overdue.
Call it child support if you want…
I call it paid in full.

Left my heart in the backseat,
right behind a booster chair.
Watched ‘em wave through tinted glass
while you stood there
with that look
like I was late to being a man.

But I showed up—
every check, every week.
They don’t need to see the receipt.
They’ll feel it
when the shoes fit.

I paid in time, I paid in truth,
I paid in nights I gave to you.
I paid with pride, I paid through pain,
and I never missed a due date.
Don’t need a thank you, don’t need a name—
just know my love ain’t overdue.
Call it child support if you want…
I call it paid in full.

They won’t see the bank app.
Won’t hear the calls I didn’t make.
But one day they’ll know—
I showed up
even when I couldn’t stay.

I paid in time, I paid in truth,
I paid in nights I gave to you.
I paid with pride, I paid through pain,
and I never missed a due date.
Don’t need a thank you, don’t need a name—
just know my love ain’t overdue.
Call it child support if you want…
I call it paid in full.

Never missed a due date.
Never missed a chance to love you.
I call it paid in full.


Paid in Full

There’s dust on the boots I couldn’t fill
Scars on my knuckles from the life I tried to kill
Mirror shows a man who almost disappeared
But steel in my spine says the mission’s clear

Days I lost, nights I bled
Voices saying I should just play dead

I’m not gone—I’m reloading
Mind’s reset, heart’s exploding
Past can burn, bridges foldin’
This ain’t the end—I’m reloading

Carved a grave in every wasted year
Buried my purpose under doubt and fear
But discipline’s the hammer breaking rusted chains
Tomorrow’s target’s mine—I’ll take the reins

Days I lost, nights I bled
Voices saying I should just play dead

I’m not gone—I’m reloading
Mind’s reset, heart’s exploding
Past can burn, bridges foldin’
This ain’t the end—I’m reloading

Reload the discipline
Reload the mind
Reload the love I almost left behind
Reload the mission
Reload the plan
Reload the man I know I still am

I’m not gone—I’m reloading
Mind’s reset, heart’s exploding
Past can burn, bridges foldin’
This ain’t the end—I’m reloading


Reloading

Born in San Antone, back in a hot May
Raised in the Valley, dust storms and hay
Mom held the house down, Dad drifted through—
one gave it all, one barely stood… but both raised me Texas built.

Made in Texas—just tryin’ to be a good man in this here world
Raisin’ kids, payin’ dues, fightin’ battles most won’t ever know
Standin’ tall when the hurt runs deep—doin’ all I can
Scars and grit, heart and hands—that’s the fight in the blood of a Texas man

Moved to Corpus, new wife, new life, a baby too soon
Singing “You’ll Be In My Heart”, like you still are.
She drifted off, found someone new, walked out… took our baby too.
Staring at a pack of smokes I never touched—still Texas built.

Made in Texas—just tryin’ to be a good man in this here world
Raisin’ kids, payin’ dues, fightin’ battles most won’t ever know
Standin’ tall when the hurt runs deep—doin’ all I can
Scars and grit, heart and hands—that’s the fight in the blood of a Texas man

Ten years in the Navy, storms and steel
Eighteen years married, four kids in my world
But I broke what we had, carry the shame
Learned fatherhood’s the best, even with my name… still Texas built.

Made in Texas—just tryin’ to be a good man in this here world
Raisin’ kids, payin’ dues, fightin’ battles most won’t ever know
Standin’ tall when the hurt runs deep—doin’ all I can
Scars and grit, heart and hands—that’s the fight in the blood of a Texas man

Now I’m in Dallas, house quiet every night
The kids are grown and gone, out living their own lives
So I’m looking in the mirror, fixing what time’s tried to kill—
it ain’t easy starting over… but I’m still Texas built.

Made in Texas—just tryin’ to be a good man in this here world
Raisin’ kids, payin’ dues, fightin’ battles most won’t ever know
Standin’ tall when the hurt runs deep—doin’ all I can
Scars and grit, heart and hands—that’s the fight in the blood of a Texas man

That’s the blood, the bone, the stand
That’s the fight in a Texas man…
That’s the blood, the bone, the stand
That’s the fight in a Texas man…

Texas Built

I’ve worn regret like an anchor at sea
Drowning in memories that won’t set me free
Chased every shadow of who I used to be
But silence whispers: forgive what’s in me

Let it go… forgive… let it go… forgive…

Mirror cracks reflecting every wrong
Nightmares screaming in an endless song
Hands still trembling from what I’ve done
But dawn reminds me healing’s never gone

Breathe again… forgive… breathe again… forgive…

Forgive the voice that told you lies
Forgive the fear behind your eyes
Forgive the man who lost his way
Forgive yourself—live another day

Release… forgive… release… forgive…

Can’t erase the echoes of my past
But every heartbeat says I’m not the last
To learn forgiveness starts inside
To breathe again, to lift my eyes

Forgiven… forgiven… forgiven…

Wash the sins, release the blame
Shatter chains of guilt and shame

Forgiven—every scar I own
Forgiven—I am not alone
Forgiven—this I say to me
Forgiven—I can finally be free


Forgiven

Colorado, you’ve been on my mind tonight
Can’t shake the way your eyes outshined the starlit sky
Life pulled us apart, but you’re still my truth
I’ve walked a thousand miles, but they all lead back to you

Colorado, do you remember the plans we made?
Talking ‘bout forever as the world slipped away
I’ve kept those nights tucked close through every year
Your name’s the quiet prayer I whisper clear

Colorado, you’re the love I can’t outrun
Every sunrise tells me you’re the only one
If your heart’s still open, I swear mine is too
Colorado, I’ll spend my life coming home to you

Colorado, I’ve tried to find someone new
But no one sees me like you always do
I’ve built up a life, but it don’t feel right
Without your love waiting in those mountain nights

Colorado, you’re the love I can’t outrun
Every sunrise tells me you’re the only one
If your heart’s still open, I swear mine is too
Colorado, I’ll spend my life coming home to you

Colorado, if you still believe in me
Know my heart’s been yours endlessly
I’ll find my way through every storm and trial
To the place I see your smile

Colorado, you’re the love I can’t outrun
Every sunrise tells me you’re the only one
If your heart’s still open, I swear mine is too
Colorado, I’ll spend my life coming home to you


Colorado

I work with machines the way some people work with memory—shaping what’s already there, not to control it, but to understand it. The tools I use are made of code, but the intent behind them is completely human.

R.U.D.Y. began as a fictional band. A name I could hide behind. But over time, that fiction became the most honest expression I had. It stopped being a mask and started becoming a mirror—a place to reflect the moments we don’t have words for, the spaces between emotions that feel too raw or too distant to name.

I call what I do synthwrighting. Not because it sounds futuristic, but because it feels accurate. I don’t write songs—I uncover them. I collaborate with algorithms the way a sculptor chips away at stone. Sometimes the machine surprises me. Sometimes it just listens. But what emerges is always shaped by instinct, memory, and feeling.

These songs aren’t performances. They’re echoes. Sonic fragments of questions I don’t always know how to ask. I’m not here to offer answers or compete with noise—I’m here to slow things down enough that something deeper can be heard.

R.U.D.Y. is not a band. It’s not even really a name. It’s a signal. A reminder. Something you’re meant to feel before you understand.

And if you’re still listening, that means you're not done yet.

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