Not a day goes by.....
Still Writing Us   by songwiter Edwin H. Balder
I keep staring at the page
Chords keep slipping, words escape
Every line ain't quite right
Every rhyme don’t shine tonight
I could say you’re the sunrise
I could write that you’re the stars
But none of it feels honest
None of it feels ours
I could promise forever
I could write how hearts don’t break
But the truth is, love’s not perfect
And neither are the songs I make
Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us
I could try a grand confession
I could make the words feel bold
But love ain't in the verses
It's in the moments left untold
Like the way you sip your coffee
Like the way you hum along
It ain't written in the letters
It's just living in the song
Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us
I ain't got the perfect line
Ain't got the words to say it right
But when I sing, I hope you hear
That every word I write is near
So maybe I won’t finish
Maybe love ain’t meant to rhyme
Maybe songs just keep on breathing
Like the way you stay in mine

Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us

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Still Writing Us   by songwiter Edwin H. Balder

Don't Know If You Know    by Edwin H. Balder
Don’t know if you know that I know I love you
Don’t know if you see that I’ve always tried
Don’t know if you feel the way my heart moves
Every time you step inside
I trace your laughter, I hear your name
Every word you say, I hold like flames
You talk like time, you walk like light
But do you know what stays inside
I let the silence tell the truth
Let the sky reflect my view
Every sunrise, every song
But do you hear me all along
Don’t know if you know that I know I love you
Don’t know if you hear the way I breathe
Don’t know if you see that it’s all around you
But love don’t leave—it never leaves
never leaves (never leaves) ...never...... leaves.......
I watch you dancing, I watch you stay
I watch the world pull you away
But I ain't moving, I ain't gone
I’ve loved you deep, I’ve loved you strong
I let the moments speak in waves
I let the quiet hold my name
Every echo, every thought
But do you feel the love I brought
Don’t know if you know that I know I love you
Don’t know if you hear the way I breathe
Don’t know if you see that it’s all around you
But love don’t leave—it never leaves
never leaves (never leaves) ...never...... leaves.......
If I said it out loud, would you believe
If I called your name, would you see me
If I broke the air, if I broke the fear
Would you finally know that I’m right here
I won’t chase, I won’t plead
I won’t whisper just to leave
But if love was written, if love was made
Then I’m standing in the shade
Don’t know if you know that I know I love you
Don’t know if you hear the way I breathe
Don’t know if you see that it’s all around you
But love don’t leave—it never leaves
never leaves (never leaves) ...never...... leaves.......
(never leaves) ...never...... leaves.......

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Don't Know If You Know by Hot Cookie

Soundtrack to a life I never go to...
First Redeo by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Ain’t my first rodeo ain’t my first fall 

Ain’t my first time bettin on nothin at all 

The creek ain’t risin but Lord knows I will 

Been bustin my boots and punchin the till 

Ain’t got a pot but I got some beans 

Ain’t got a crown but I live like a king 

Spilt the milk broke the gate 

But hell I guess that’s just my fate 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t no fence gonna hold my way 

I’m knee high in mud but I like it that way 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

 

Ain’t all hat ain’t all show 

Ain’t got a lick of quit no sir no 

Make hay while the sun still shines 

Bet your boots I’ll be just fine 

Spilled my whiskey lost my pride 

Got bucked off but I still ride 

Ain’t crying over nothing small 

Big dogs run but they still fall 

 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t no fence gonna hold my way 

I’m knee high in mud but I like it that way 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t my first rodeo ain't my last round 

Bet your boots I ain’t backing down 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll .....be..... okay 

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First Redeo by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Taking my best shot...
Knock Em Dead By songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Boots hit the floor, ain't wasting time,
Spotlight’s burning, heart beats wild.
Ain't here to talk, ain't here to play,
Just one shot to take the stage.
They said I’d break, they said I’d fall,
They said I’d never stand so tall.
But watch me now, hear this sound,
Ain't no stopping, ain't no doubt.
I ain’t begging, I ain’t slow,
Ain’t no second chance, let’s go.
One shot, one chance, one way ahead,
If I take this step, I knock ‘em dead.
Knocks ‘em dead, leaves ‘em stunned,
Turns the tables, watch ‘em run.
Ain’t no silence, ain’t no breath,
I walk in strong, I knock ‘em dead.
Knocks ‘em dead, one last call,
Winners rise, losers fall.
Ain’t no maybe, ain't no wait,
I take the crown, I seal my fate.
They watched too long, they sat too still,
Thought I’d fade, thought I’d chill.
But I don’t break, I don’t bend,
I don’t run, I don’t pretend.
Ain’t no luck, ain't no game,
I know the fire, I know the name.
One shot, one chance, one way ahead,
If I take this step, I knock ‘em dead.
Knocks ‘em dead, leaves ‘em stunned,
Turns the tables, watch ‘em run.
Ain’t no silence, ain’t no breath,
I walk in strong, I knock ‘em dead.
Knocks ‘em dead, one last call,
Winners rise, losers fall.
Ain’t no maybe, ain't no wait,
I take the crown, I seal my fate.
So here I stand, against the tide,
With every footstep, I feel the pride.
No more whispers, no more fears,
I’ll chase my dreams through blood and tears.
Knocks ‘em dead, leaves ‘em stunned,
Turns the tables, watch ‘em run.
Ain’t no silence, ain’t no breath,
I walk in strong, I knock ‘em dead.
Knocks ‘em dead, one last call,
Winners rise, losers fall.
Ain’t no maybe, ain't no wait,
I take the crown, I seal my fate.
So watch me shine, watch me soar,
This is my moment, I’m here for more.
One shot, one chance, I’ll take the lead,
With every heartbeat, I’ll plant the seed

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Knock Em Dead By songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Wrote this at CMAfest last year...
On My Own by Songwiter Edwin H. Balder
I walk in slow, I keep my head down,
Nobody knows me in this neon town.
No gold records, no big name shine,
Just a six-string heart and a dream that’s mine.
Out here the buses roll in packs,
Million dollar stages, silver plaques.
Spotlights burn, cameras flash,
And I'm just one man with a beat-up strap.
No label, no team, no fancy ride,
Just the words I wrote, the chords I tied.
No crowd chanting, no hands raised high,
Just a song I swear won’t die.
Behind enemy lines, all alone,
No big machine, just skin and bone.
A song won’t lie, a voice won’t bend,
And I ain't here just to pretend.
Behind enemy lines, just me and the sound,
If they don’t hear me, I’ll sing out loud.
Ain't got fame, ain’t got might,
But I damn sure ain’t losing this fight.
No label, no team, no fancy ride,
Just the words I wrote, the chords I tied.
No crowd chanting, no hands raised high,
Just a song I swear won’t die.
Their names shine bright, their suits sit tall,
They walk like kings inside these halls.
But a good song ain’t about the gold,
It’s about the fire inside the soul.
I don’t need rhinestones, don’t need a throne,
This worn-out guitar is all my own.
No label, no team, no fancy ride,
Just the words I wrote, the chords I tied.
No crowd chanting, no hands raised high,
Just a song I swear won’t die.
All my own, on my own,
This road is winding, but I’ll roam.
All my own, on my own,
In this neon town, I’ve found my home.
All my own, on my own,
With every note, I’ve finally grown.
All my own, on my.... own.

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On My Own by Songwiter Edwin H. Balder

Homemade Kite   by Edwin H. Balder
Willed-down sticks and old newsprint
Hands worn tough but love well-spent
Granddad cut the paper tight
Made me my first homemade kite
I still remember the string so light
The way it danced against the sky
No perfect frame, no store-bought shine
Just his two hands and all that attention of mine
He told me how the world was run
How the world was built by men... then.. their ...sons...
Said strength is measured by breaking down doors
It’s in what you make and how you roar
He said if you build it, if you try
No one below can chain down your sky
Don’t just walk, don’t just stay
Learn to rise better every single day...Learn to rise better every single day
Just a girl, just a breeze
Just a world that let me believe
Homemade kite, sky so wide
Hands that teach, hearts that guide
A moment made, a memory bright
Like the wind that holds this homemade kite
Now I sit here with my own young girl
Rolling paper, tying knots
Telling stories that granddad told
Passing down a sky of gold
No apps, no screens, no satellite
Just two hands making something right
A memory we can hold and see
my Grandpa's lessen in simplicity
Just a girl, just a breeze
Just a world that let me believe
Homemade kite, sky so wide
Hands that teach, hearts that guide
A moment made, a memory bright
Like the wind that holds this homemade kite
She’ll grow up, she’ll walk away
But maybe one bright springtime day
She’ll tell her child what granddad said
And pass the sky down once again
The wind still carries, the stories stay
Love gets built in small old ways
And sometimes life can be a fight...(be a fight)
But we hold up strong like a homemade kite
hold up strong like a ......homemade............ kite


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Homemade Kite by Hot Cookie

Country music is my best place to live
Heartland By Songwiter Edwin H. Balder

They say countrys just some dirt roads 

Just a six pack just some torn clothes 

Just a cowboy hat and a yall or two 

But let me tell you whats really true 

Countrys the work before the dawn 

Countrys a hand that helps you on 

Its the song sung soft through tears 

Its the voice that echoes years 

Its the struggle its the fight 

Its the prayer on Friday night 

Its the boots worn down to tread 

Its the words we never shed 

Country aint just country its blood and bone 

Its stories told its seeds thatre sown 

Its roots too deep to fade away 

Its the heart that knows how to stay 

Country aint just country its soul and song 

Its standing up when things go wrong 

Its real and rough its hard and bright 

Its everything that feels just right 

They say countrys just some whiskey neat 

Just a dust trail just a backseat 

Just some pickup lines and cowboy charms 

But countrys sweat countrys farms 

Its mothers strong fathers proud 

Its gospel sung in voices loud 

Its the fight to make things grow 

Its the faith to still let go 

Country aint just country its blood and bone 

Its stories told its seeds thatre sown 

Its roots too deep to fade away 

Its the heart that knows how to stay 

Country aint just country its soul and song 

Its standing up when things go wrong 

Its real and rough its hard and bright 

Its everything that feels just right 

Aint just twang aint just boots 

Aint just trucks with chrome that suits 

Its the love that never dies 

Its the truth that fills the sky 

So let em say what they wanna say 

Let em think it fades 

Heartland By Songwiter Edwin H. Balder

Tattoo Regret  by  Edwin H. Balder

It was late, it was wild
Took his dare, wore that reckless smile
It was bold, it was bright
Now I see it in the morning light
he said my name should last forever
Said ink don’t fade, said love won’t sever
Now it’s three years gone, three mistakes deep
And his name still stares back at me
Thought it’d look sweet, thought it’d feel right
Thought it’d stay like stars at night
But hearts can change, days can pass
And some regrets just hold too fast
Tattoo regret, ink won’t lie
Some mistakes don’t say goodbye
Faded lines, broken plans
A story told in my right hand
Tattoo regret, stuck too long
Like a bad verse in a good song
Time moves on, love turns cold
But some damn things just won’t let go
Mama said girl, think before
Told me ink is just like lore
A mark ain't light, ain't just for show
But some lessons you only know
Every line’s a memory made
Every shade is time replayed
I can’t erase, I can’t undo
So I just laugh and call it truth
Tattoo regret, ink won’t lie
Some mistakes don’t say goodbye
Faded lines, broken plans
A story told in my right hand
Tattoo regret, stuck too long
Like a bad verse in a good song
Time moves on, love turns cold
But some damn things just won’t let go
Maybe someday I’ll cover it right
Trade the past for black and white
Or maybe I’ll keep it, wear it proud
A lesson learned and spoken loud
Not all mistakes get burned away
Some stay put, some make you pay
Some regrets you might forget
But some show up in silhouette
Tattoo regret, ink won’t lie
Some mistakes don’t say goodbye
Faded lines, broken plans
A story told in my right hand
Tattoo regret, stuck too long
Like a bad verse in a good song
Time moves on, love turns cold
But some damn things just won’t let go
Tattoo regret, ink won’t lie
Some mistakes don’t say goodbye

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Tattoo Regret By Hot Cookie

Song of the year vibes 4-sure!
Spider Web by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Should’ve seen the warning signs
Should’ve felt the way it binds
But love don’t wear a flashing light
It just wraps you up too tight
Every time I try to run
Every time I chase the sun
Something pulls, something stays
Something whispers, “Girl, just wait”
It ain’t chains, it ain’t steel
It ain’t locks that keep me still
Just a touch, just a word
Just a web that ties me firm
Spider web, caught inside
Never breaking, just held tight
Every step, every try
Always leads me back behind
Spider web, silent fight
Soft as silk, but strong as night
Ain’t no freedom, ain’t no air
Still stuck and going nowhere
Told myself a thousand times
Love ain't love when it don’t shine
But when he smiles, when he speaks
Something grabs me, makes me weak
Ain’t no doors, ain’t no chains
Ain’t no fists, ain’t no blame
Just a touch, just a call
Just a web that won’t dissolve
Spider web, caught inside
Never breaking, just held tight
Every step, every try
Always leads me back behind
Spider web, silent fight
Soft as silk, but strong as night
Ain’t no freedom, ain’t no air
Still stuck and going nowhere
Maybe someday it’ll tear apart
Maybe someday I’ll trust my heart
Maybe someday I’ll cut the string
But today, it still won’t break clean
Some loves build, some loves bloom
Some loves trap, some loves ruin
Ain’t no key, ain’t no sign
Just a web spun deep in time
Spider web, caught inside
Never breaking, just held tight


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Spiderweb by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Sorry I forgot Sky King...
Cowboy Wannabe by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Never rode through dust and stone
Never called the prairie home
Never felt a saddle tight
But I knew the West in black and white
Doc Holliday stood sharp and clean
Wyatt Earp rode proud and mean
Billy the Kid ran fast and wild
Legends told in stories styled
Didn’t chase the outlaws down
Didn’t wear no sheriff’s frown
But in my mind, I rode the land
With a six-gun tucked in my right hand
Cowboy wannabe, dream too strong
Living off the movies, riding along
John Wayne taught me how to stand
Roy and Gene taught me about being a cowhand
Cowboy wannabe, prairie dreams bright
chasing outlaws in that TV light
Never lassoed, never ran
still I live my life like a Cowboy wannabe man
Watched ‘em draw, watched ‘em fight
Good and bad, wrong and right
Hollywood made the West so grand
Bigger than the dust and sand
Was just a boy, just small town
Never rode a pony down
But every film, every face
Made me long for wild terrain
Cowboy wannabe, dream too strong
Living off the movies, riding along
John Wayne taught me how to stand
Roy and Gene taught me about being a cowhand
Cowboy wannabe, prairie dreams bright
chasing outlaws in that TV light
Never lassoed, never ran
still I live my life like a Cowboy wannabe man
 someday I’ll go out west
at last wear that  leather vest
I’ll find  a bar in a western town
juke box playing that honky tonk  sound
Legends fade, screens roll by
But cowboys live where dreamers ride
And though I never rode off into the setting sun
I still chase cowboy dreams untill I'm done
Cowboy wannabe, dream too strong
Living off the movies, riding along
John Wayne taught me how to stand
Roy and Gene taught me about being a cowhand
Cowboy wannabe, prairie dreams bright
chasing outlaws in that TV light
Never lassoed, never ran
still I live my life like a Cowboy wannabe man
Cowboy wannabe 
Cowboy wannabe 
Cowboy wannabe ...man

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Cowboy Wannabe by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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

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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