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Jan. 29, 2025
Prompt:  The day was not ready for darkness

The Day Was Not Ready for Darkness
By Steve Yungen, Jan. 2025

The day was not ready for darkness    It did not want to forfeit the light
But then the moon made the day a promise  That it would reflect the sun’s light at night

The day thought it over for a moment     And decided to accept the moon’s plan
That night with encroachment of darkness     The moon rose to shine on the land
For several nights the day was happy      Everything was going as planned
But, soon the moon lost  interest      And went hiding at the day’s end

The day was not ready for darkness    When the day was replaced by the night
Without the light there is darkness    And without the darkness there’s light

What has happened, asked the day      Why has the moon neglected the task?
Now, the darkness has taken over       And covers the earth like a mask

“Here I am”, said the moon      As the sun set in the sky.
“I didn’t want to go hiding       But, the sun was blinding my eye”.

“I was hidden by the earth’s shadow        Which will happen every now and then
You see, I will go through phases      Now I’m feeling brighter again”.

Jan. 29, 2025 - The Day Was Not Ready for Darkness

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Here In Hell by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
 ....."Here in hell, you think you know pain… but pain’s never ...the... same."
The devil doesn’t ride in on a horse of flame, He’s in the way your voice still shakes when you say my name. The jukebox plays a song I used to call my own, But the notes unravel, and I’m left here alone. I gave up my wings for a seat at this bar, Where lost souls gather, and memories scar.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   ( fell.. to ..hell)
 The clock on the wall’s got a broken hand, It moves like the truth I couldn’t withstand. You said you’d stay, but the door’s still wide, And I’m left with the echo of the last lie you tried. The devil’s not cruel, he just knows your game, He deals in the secrets you thought no one could name.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   ( fell.. to ..hell)
 I used to think heaven was a place up above, But it’s the way you held me when I needed your love. Now I’m dancing with shadows, chasing ghosts in the flame, And the devil just whispers, “You chose this parade.” Here in hell, you... think.... you know ...pain…think...again!
 The bar’s closing down, but I’m still in my seat, Staring at the scars on the heart I can’t beat. The devil doesn’t win, he just watches you fall, And hell’s the name for the pain you recall. I’ll leave when I’m ready, or maybe I’ll stay, ‘Cause hell’s not a place—it’s the price you pay.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   (where...... you fell. ) fell to hell (fell to hell)...fell...to...hell....(hell)

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So Sorry Abe by The Indivisibles
Amen... (amen... amen)... amen...
Let the ..(echoes rise), let the truth begin...

"Four score and seven years ago," they brought forth a nation,
Conceived in liberty, a bold declaration.
"Now we are engaged in a great civil war,"
Testing whether this nation, or any, can endure.
We stand on "a great battlefield of that war,"
Dedicated to the proposition that all men are more
Than the sum of their struggles, their pain, and their scars,
We are met to honor "the brave men, living and dead,"
Who fought here to advance what the founders once said.
Oh, what have we lost? What can we reclaim?
The echoes of history cry through the pain.
"We cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate,"
This ground more than those who gave their fate.
"The world will little note, nor long remember,"
But we must carry the fire of their last ember.
For "the great task remaining before us,"
We rise together, in their name, for justice.
"It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated,"
To the unfinished work they so nobly advanced.
"From these honored dead, we take increased devotion,"
To the cause for which they gave their last motion.
"That this nation, under God, shall have a new birth,"
Of freedom, equality, and the dignity of worth.
"And that government of the people, by the people, for the people,"
Shall not perish, but rise from the steeple.
Oh, what have we lost? What can we reclaim?
The echoes of history cry through the pain.
"We cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate,"
This ground more than those who gave their fate.
"The world will little note, nor long remember,"
But we must carry the fire of their last ember.
For "the great task remaining before us,"
We rise together, in their name, for justice.
"We are met on a great battlefield of that war,"
But the war we fight now is at our own door.
"Those who here gave their lives," their sacrifice clear,
Call us to finish the work they held dear.
"Let us here highly resolve that these dead,"
Shall not have died in vain, their vision widespread.
"That this nation, under God, shall have a new birth,"
Of freedom, equality, and the dignity of worth.
"Let us here highly resolve," let us be true,
To the vision they dreamed, for me and you.
Our America, all America, bound by design,
A promise unbroken, a light that will shine.
(Our America, all America, bound by design...)

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So Sorry Abe by The Indivisibles

I had fun writing this one, it's got a cool vibe and I'm happy with the overall improvement, crafting the work. I feel like it could go harder but there's definitely some quality to the sound. Listening back I like to find things to work on and apply to future material. When I finished making the beat, I really wanted to write some nice lyrics to catch the feel and I think it sits nicely. It's fun to make interesting wordplay and stuff that people can sing along too.  

still move

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Hard To Tell by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

The moonlight spills like a confession,
A quiet ache, a buried question.
Is it love or just a fleeting spell?
Oh, darling, it’s so hard to tell.

[Verse 1]

The silence hums with hesitation,
A symphony of unspoken conversation.
Do I dare disrupt the fragile air,
Or let the moment linger, unaware?
The words I hold are heavy, and real
A fragile truth how do I tell if it is real

[Chorus]
It’s hard to tell if this is real or just an illusion,
Hard to tell if love’s a gift or a confusion.
Is it love or just a fleeting spell?
Oh, darling, it’s so hard to tell.
Oh, darling, 
Hard to tell, (hard to tell) Hard.... to..... TELL

[Verse 2]
Your laughter echoes like a melody,
A song I’ve memorized but can’t set free.
I read the lines of your hesitation,
A map of doubts, a quiet revelation.
I’m caught between the hope and the despair,
A fragile thread I’m too afraid to tear.

[Chorus]
It’s hard to tell if this is real or just an illusion,
Hard to tell if love’s a gift or a confusion.
Is it love or just a fleeting spell?
Oh, darling, it’s so hard to tell.
Oh, darling, 
Hard to tell, (hard to tell) Hard.... to..... TELL

[Bridge]
I’ve built a fortress out of hesitation,
Afraid to risk the weight of revelation.
But love’s not a equation, no calculation,
It’s a leap of faith, a bold declaration.
So here I stand, my heart on display,
Ready to surrender, come what may.
The truth is simple, no complication:
I love you, but it’s hard to tell if you
feel.. the.. same.... vibration......(vibration)

[Chorus]
It’s hard to tell if this is real or just an illusion,
Hard to tell if love’s a gift or a confusion.
Is it love or just a fleeting spell?
Oh, darling, it’s so hard to tell.
Oh, darling, 
Hard to tell, (hard to tell) Hard.... to..... TELL

hard to tell you my confession,
hard to tell if you'll pop the question.
Is it love or just a fleeting spell?
Oh, darling, it’s so hard to tell.
Hard to tell,   (hard to tell)   hard... to ...tell

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Hard To Tell by Hot Cookie

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic

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Cedric Saga: A Journey Through Sound and Emotion

Born and raised in Hamburg, Cedric Saga’s music reflects his personal journey and deep emotional connection to life’s ups and downs. After spending several years in Norway, working as a bartender, he found a creative space in the country that would shape his music. He still works closely with his producer in Norway, continuing to record his songs with the same genuine connection that first inspired him.

Cedric’s acoustic sound is rooted in indie-folk, with simple yet powerful guitar melodies that pair with introspective, heartfelt lyrics. His debut EP, released in 2020, introduced his signature style—one that tells stories of love, loss, and self-discovery. His first LP, released in 2023, built on that foundation, showcasing his growth as an artist and his ability to capture the complexity of emotions in his songs.

Tracks like "From The Sky" are a perfect example of his reflective approach. The lyrics express vulnerability and hope, with lines like “Nothing is ever as it seems” and “Don’t forget to love again / Or you will lose yourself in the end” offering gentle reminders of life’s challenges and the importance of love and connection, even when things feel uncertain.

Looking ahead, Cedric Saga is set to release a new album in 2025, which he’s already recorded. His music continues to resonate with listeners, offering a comforting space for reflection, connection, and healing through simple, honest storytelling.

Co-Founder of Reiatsu Records 
Musical Madman from The Birthplace of Hip Hop!!!
Head Mutant of NYC

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.


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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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