Symphony OF   by Edwin H. Balder
let your heart be the melody when your lost in the storm,
your rhythm my falter, your tune torn and worn.
But through the silence, trust that new song in you
your symphony of healing will carry you through.
once danced (danced)
 in shadows, lost in the haze,
Each heartbeat a struggle, each moment a maze.
love ( love)was fleeting, whispers  at dawn,
 fragile harmony that would go so wrong (SO WRONG)
But in the darkest corners, NEW whispers rose,
A chord of solace  the music now chose.
Oh, the notes of(love) ,of love,...notes of love
 played deep and true,
A symphony of life and loss  and love renewed 
 soul found its rhythm, heart found its beat,
(oh) oh (oh) in music discovered, love can feel complete.(oh) oh (oh) in music discovered, love can feel complete.
 met love in the echoes of a forgotten refrain,
A presence steady amidst the chaos and pain.
here touch was a sonnet,  words a hymn,
Together they crafted a song to begin.
Through crescendos and falls, their melody soared,
In  harmony, you found what had long been ignored
Oh, the notes of(love) ,of love,...notes of love
 played deep and true,
A symphony of life and loss  and love renewed 
 soul found its rhythm, heart found its beat,
(oh) oh (oh) in music discovered, love can feel complete. (oh) oh (oh) in music discovered, love can feel complete.
The past played its dissonance, sharp and cold,
But with each verse rewritten, love story retold.
 music no longer mourned what was gone,
It celebrated the journey, the battles won.
From pain to passion,  life reframed,
to stand in the present,
 unbroken, ( unbroken, )
reclaimed. (reclaimed.)
learn to sing boldly, your ballad of grace,
hearts beats stronger, in loves embrace.
 writes your own anthems,  lead your own choir,
With love as the rhythm, and hope the fire.
ones journey continues better
 with music as your  guide,
ones journey continues better
 with.. music.. as your .... guide,
let your heart be the melody when your lost in the storm,
your rhythm my falter, your tune torn and worn.
But through the silence, trust that new song in you
your symphony of healing will carry you through.
your symphony of healing
 will ..carry ..you......... through.

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Symphony OF  by Hot Cookie

You Never Know   by Edwin H. Balder
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
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
Trust dreams would 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 knew, I held the proof
Kept the faith and sang the truth
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

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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You Never Know by Hot Cookie

Masked Leaders by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
We paint the cracks with gold they say
Hiding the truth in shadows gray
A smile that cuts like a sharpened blade
A mask we wear in this charade
They stand so tall but their roots are thin
A hollow laugh where trust has been
We watch the show they play their part
But we see through their fragile heart
We learn to smile when the world falls apart
Hold the pieces close and guard our heart
In a time of disgrace we find our place
Learning to put on a good face
The stage is set the crowd's in line
They preach their words like they're divine
But cracks are forming in their glass
Their power's fading it won’t last
We learn to smile when the world falls apart
Hold the pieces close and guard our heart
In a time of disgrace we find our place
Learning to put on a good face
Behind the curtains where whispers grow
Truths are buried beneath the show
We carry the weight they fail to bear
But strength is found in those who care


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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Masked Leaders By Hot Cookie

Come On In by Edwin H. Balder
come on in, coat on the rack
you’ve been runnin’, now you’re back
we saved your seat and the drink’s begun—
so come on in... you're not the only one
she came in late with the rain in her curls
heels talkin’ fast like a girl in pearls
said “i left a man with an ego to burn”
“he played my heart, but forgot the turn”
the bartender nodded like he knew the type
wiped the glass slow, poured her something ripe
and when the piano slid into “misty skies”
she cracked a grin, and let it cry
come on in, to the blues and the brass
where the past don’t ask, and the nights don’t pass
we got room for your wreck, your thrill, your spin—
so come on in, darlin’... come on in
next came a cat with a voice like stone
tapped his pack, said “i’m always alone”
but when the band hit that second bar
he pulled a stool like a midnight star
told a tale of love on a Berlin train
left her laughing in the summer rain
now he sings along in a smoky croon
like heartbreak’s just another tune
come on in, where the low lights shine
where pain’s in rhythm and wrong feels fine
we don’t judge what you’ve been in—
come on in, my friend... come on in
a woman in red took the mic like a vow
said, “this song’s for the ones who don’t know how”
“to hold it all without lettin’ go—”
“to miss, forgive, and never show”
and lord, when her voice found that major nine
even the chandeliers swayed in time
she sang “welcome home” like it was grace
and the whole damn room found their place
come on in, where your past don’t weigh
where the scars got swing and the band will play
we’ve all been wrong, but it ain’t no sin—
so come on in, baby... come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just ...come.....  on...... in....

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Come On In by Hot Cookie

go to rehab, go to hell
my body’s hooked, but i won’t tell
every touch feels sent from above—
but i need off this drug called love
i’ve kissed the lips that know my sin
smiled through fire just to let you in
preacher told me “run and pray”
but your name still makes me sway
your hands don’t lie, your eyes don’t fade
but my heart’s a price i’ve overpaid
ain’t no cure in stars above—
i need off this drug called love
gotta get off this drug called love
shakes my soul, fits like a glove
lights me up, then leaves me cold
feels too good, feels too bold
ain’t no sermon, ain’t no shove
can push me past this drug called love
you show up like a sweet regret
midnight scent, a silk-lined threat
i lock the door, but dream you through
’cause broken hearts still crave the view
your name’s a whisper i can't speak
you crawl inside when i feel weak
and every fix just breaks enough—
this high’s too high, this love too rough
gotta get off this drug called love
shakes my soul, fits like a glove
lights me up, then leaves me cold
feels too good, feels too bold
ain’t no sermon, ain’t no shove
can push me past this drug called love
they said move on, go west, get clean
find peace in roots or new routine
but you still haunt my whiskey glass
and i still dream where demons pass
the bed feels safe, but far too wide
when all i want is you inside
i beg the moon, i curse the dove—
can’t escape this drug called love
this ain't romance, this ain’t fate
it's just a dose i won’t sedate
you’re in my veins, my breath, my skin—
love like this won’t let me win
and if they ask why i still burn
why i won't fight, why i don't turn
just smile and say “he's buried deep”
his name's the secret that i keep
he died in spring, but shows up still—
in every ache i can’t refill
ain’t no man i kiss above…
just a ghost, just a drug called love

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Before She Knows

i dont need the showgirl life
just want to write honest songs
put the right where it belongs
and let the rest move on
i see the headlines flashing
but they never show the cost
how the rich cry in their mansions
while the real ones get lost
they say she’s got it all
but she cant sleep through the night
too many masks to choose from
none of them fit right
she’s got diamonds on her fingers
but no one she can call
and i’m down here with my notebook
trying to make sense of it all
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i’ve been overlooked and doubted
for the way i choose to feel
they said i’d never make it
if i didn’t learn to kneel
but i don’t bow to filters
or the numbers on a screen
i write for those who’ve been forgotten
and still dare to dream
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i’ve seen the glitter fade
i’ve watched the spotlight dim
and all that’s left is silence
and a voice that won’t give in
so let them have their riches
let them wear their fame like skin
i’ll be here with my stories
where the real ones still begin
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i don’t need the showgirl life
just the words that feel like mine
just the words.. that.. feel ..like.. mine...

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🌊

Showgirl Life

There’s an orange I’ve only seen
When the sunrise kisses sea
Or hiding at the edge of rain
Where the rainbow bends to me
It’s not the orange of traffic lights
Or neon signs that scream
It’s the hush of fruit on quiet trees
In a half-forgotten dream
Rare things, they don’t shout
They wait for hearts to open out
They bloom in silence, fade in grace
They color life we don’t embrace
This game of living, full and wide
Is painted soft on every side
Why do we walk with eyes half-closed
Past wonders we already know?
Why do we chase the loud and bright
And miss the magic in the light?
The echo of a quiet hue
Could teach us how to see what’s true
But we don’t look—we never do
Beyond the things we always knew
Rare things, they don’t shout
They wait for hearts to open out
They bloom in silence, fade in grace
They color life we don’t embrace
This game of living, full and wide
Is painted soft on every side
So if you see that orange glow
Hold it close and let it show
It’s rare, it’s real, it’s always near
But only if your soul can hear
It’s rare, it’s real, it’s always near
But only if your soul can hear
if your soul can hear... if.. your.. soul.. can... hear


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Orange Heart

I met you on the second floor
Didn’t know what I was waiting for
You pressed a button, I held my breath
Love was moving—up from depth
We didn’t speak, just shared a glance
Like strangers caught in circumstance
But something in the silence said
This ride’s not over yet
I’ve been stuck between the highs and lows
Doors that close and hearts that froze
But you came in like gravity
And lifted every part of me
This is elevator love
Rising slow, then falling fast
Moments held between the past
And everything we’re dreaming of
This is elevator love
No map, no plan, no guarantee
But every floor feels more like me
With you
With you
We stopped at places I’ve never been
You showed me light behind the skin
Pressed my fears like numbered keys
And opened doors I couldn’t see
You didn’t rush, you didn’t push
Just let me feel the quiet hush
Of loving someone not afraid
To ride the whole cascade
I’ve been stuck between the highs and lows
Doors that close and hearts that froze
But you came in like gravity
And lifted every part of me
This is elevator love
Rising slow, then falling fast
Moments held between the past
And everything we’re dreaming of
This is elevator love
No map, no plan, no guarantee
But every floor feels more like me
With you
With you
Maybe we’ll reach the rooftop sky
Or maybe we’ll stop and say goodbye
But I’d rather ride and feel the climb
Then miss the chance to call you mine
This is elevator love
Rising slow, then falling fast
Moments held between the past
And everything we’re dreaming of
This is elevator love
No map, no plan, no guarantee
But every floor feels more like me
With you
With you Rising slow, then falling fast
Moments held between the past

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Elevator Love

Wish someone would go through my life with a red pen
Circle all the places I should’ve been
Underline the words I never said
And cross out the ones I wish I could forget
I wore pride like perfume, strong and sweet
But it faded fast on broken streets
I chased dreams in worn-out boots
Left good love tangled in my roots
I said “I’m fine” when I was torn
Skipped the chapters where I should’ve mourned
I built a house on shifting sand
And called it home with shaky hands
Red pen revival, rewrite my lines
Fix the pages where I crossed the signs
Give me margins wide enough to bend
Let me start again, let me start again
Red pen revival, mark what’s true
Draw a heart around the parts I knew
Life ain’t perfect, but it’s still my pen
Let me start again, let me start again
I loved too fast, I left too slow
Held on tight when I should’ve let go
I made peace with paper scars
But some still shine like broken stars
Mama said “grace is in the try”
But I kept chasing reasons why
Now I’m older, ink runs thin
But I still dream of where I’ve been
Red pen revival, rewrite my lines
Fix the pages where I crossed the signs
Give me margins wide enough to bend
Let me start again, let me start again
Red pen revival, mark what’s true
Draw a heart around the parts I knew
Life ain’t perfect, but it’s still my pen
Let me start again, let me start again
If I could edit every tear
Would I still be standing here?
If I erased the pain and shame
Would I still know my own name?
Mistakes are inked, but love is bold
And every story needs the folds
So maybe I don’t need to mend
Just turn the page and write again
Red pen revival, rewrite my lines
Fix the pages where I crossed the signs
Give me margins wide enough to bend
Let me start again, let me start again
Red pen revival, mark what’s true
Draw a heart around the parts I knew
Life ain’t perfect, but it’s still my pen
Let me start again, let me start again
mmm…
Wish someone would go through my life with a red pen
But maybe I’m the one who holds it in the end

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Red Pen by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

da da da   dada  dada dada......da
She used to bleed into a notebook
Hungover truths in lipstick red
Now she’s got a team of stylists
And a ghostwriter in her head
He once sang from a motel shower
With a broken mic and borrowed chords
Now he’s tracking vocals in a mansion
Where silence echoes more than words
Desperately chasing relevance
Trading soul for elegance
They used to cry in minor keys
Now they harmonize with guarantees
They lost the ache, they lost the mess
Now they just perform success
Desperately chasing relevance
They used to write from hunger
From heartbreak, rage, and cigarettes
Now they pitch to playlists
And chase the trends they once upset
The mix is clean the the band is tight
but everyone knows
that old truth now doesn’t bite
Desperately chasing relevance
Trading soul for elegance
They used to cry in minor keys
Now they harmonize with guarantees
They lost the ache, they lost the mess
Now they just perform success
Desperately chasing relevance
They forgot the sound of silence
The kind that hurts before it heals
They forgot the thrill of failure
how one's truth refused to kneel
They used to write for no one
Now they write for everyone
But the part that made them magic
Is the part that’s come undone
Desperately chasing relevance
Trading soul for elegance
They used to cry in minor keys
Now they harmonize with guarantees
They lost the ache, they lost the mess
Now they just perform success
Desperately chasing relevance
Now they chase what once was real...
And wonder why they can’t still feel...
Desperately .....chasing relevance
Desperately .........chasing relevance
da da da   dada  dada dada..

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Desperately Chasing Relevance 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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