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Stuck In The Middle With You

This song is a message of support and encouragement emphasising the importance of hope, healing, and seeing the good that can come in life knowing that things can get better.

Lyrics:

What can you see
Everything’s right in front of me
You’ll see better in the morning

I’ll be there for you
I know that you’ll understand me too
I just wanted to tell you the right thing

I want your hopes to be high
Is there any way I can help 
Do you want to be somewhere else

When there’s lows or there’s highs 
I just want to be there to help
I wouldn’t want to be somewhere else

What can we do
Build up your hope to help you too
Its time to get on with the healing

I’ll do it for you 
Help you see what’s right in front of you
And you’ll feel better in the morning 

I want your hope to be high
Is there any way I can help 
Do you want to be somewhere else

When there’s lows or there’s highs 
I just want to be there to help
I wouldn’t want to be somewhere else

Hope to Help

A song for the over-thinkers. 
There are good things out there, but when the world turns ugly it can leave us questioning our own thoughts, hopes and beliefs creating doubt.
Don't let the doubt consume you.
Trust what you believe in.
(Unless maybe you're a serial killer or something like that..... Then maybe you could reconsider at least some principles 😊)

Taylor 214CE DLX

Lyrics:

I might sit this one out tonight, 
I can be here on my own, 
There’s a thought inside that’s telling me, 
Maybe I should stay at home, 

It’s not that I don’t feet alive,
I can feel it everywhere, 
It’s when I tend to think too much, 
And I’m trying not to care, 

Am I standing where I’m meant to be?
Are my streets not paved with gold?
Am I a bitter twisted wanna be?
Maybe I’m just getting old, 

My thoughts are taking hold tonight, 
I’ll try and think of what’s ahead,
Can I concentrate on anything, 
And not what’s in my head, 

I know its gonna be alright, 
When my head feels no despair,
When good things come there’s no surprise, 
And I’ll see it everywhere,  

Am I standing where I’m meant to be?
Are my streets not paved with gold?
I’m not a natural pessimist,
Maybe I’m just getting old, 

Well if I was here a another time, 
Would I live the dream I’m sold? 
I could hope and pray for anything, 
But I won’t I sell my soul, 

I might sit this one out tonight, 
But I’ll be back again

Meant to be? (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
We were born in the gravity of yesterday
But something in our hearts kept calling far away
Silver horizon burning through the dark
We chase the radiance of a secret star

[Pre-Chorus]
And we feel it pulling
Like a rising tide
The cosmos speaks a name
We’ve carried deep inside

[Chorus]
Oh, we rise into the the great unknown
Where the stars become our stepping stones
Every heartbeat is a countdown,
Lighting up the void we roam
We are stardust waking
We are worlds in the making
On the Frontiers of the Starwind
We finally claim the unknown

[Verse 2]
Signals drifting like a whisper in the night
Coordinates of wonder written in the light
Galaxies unfolding like a map beneath our skin
Infinity is waiting — we are ready to begin

[Pre-Chorus]
And we feel it calling
Calling us to go
Discovery is oxygen
We breathe it as we grow

[Chorus]
Oh, we rise right in to the great unknown
Where the stars become our stepping stones
Every heartbeat is a countdown,
Lighting up the void we roam
We are stardust waking
We are worlds in the making
On the Frontiers of the Starwind
We finally claim the unknown

[Bridge]
There’s no fear in the endless sky
Only the echo of where we’ve been
We are children of the ancient light
Returning once again

[Final Chorus]
Oh, we rise into the great unknown
Where the stars become our stepping stones
We are stardust waking
We are worlds in the making
On the Frontiers of the Starwind
We finally claim the unknown

Frontiers Of The Starwind

A reflective and emotional journey about learning to release what once held you. 

It tells the story of standing on the edge of memory, 
walking familiar paths, 
holding on to the small traces of someone who is gone, 
and finding freedom in letting go. 
Each verse flows like the current itself, gentle, relentless, honest.

When the chorus opens up, guitars and drums bloom into something wide and liberating, carrying the feeling of acceptance and peace. 
By the end, the river is no longer loss, it is renewal.

Written, produced by Conny (Ghostwriter)
© SpinningArtist / DistroKid 2025

Lyrics:

When the River Let Me Go

[Verse 1] 
I walked down to the bridge we used to cross 
The current whispered stories we both lost 
Your jacket still hangs in the back of my mind 
Like rain that never learned to dry in time 
The stones beneath my feet remember sound 
The kind that lingers long after goodbye was found 

[Pre-Chorus] 
I thought the river would hold your face 
But it carried only light and space 

[Chorus] 
When the river let me go 
I learned that endings still can flow 
Not every tear becomes a plea 
Not every heart breaks endlessly 
When the river let me go 
I felt the pull of something real 
To stand alone and slowly heal 
 
[Verse 2] 
I keep your old scarf on a chair by the door 
It smells like spring, but nothing more 
Some nights I walk the path where we once dreamed 
And see reflections of what might have been redeemed 
You taught me love is not a chain 
It’s water learning how to rain 

[Pre-Chorus] 
I thought the current would bring you home 
But it only showed me how to roam 

[Chorus] 
When the river let me go 
I stopped asking where you’d be 
Let the ripples fade from view 
And carry off the weight in me 
When the river let me go 
I felt the stillness start to grow 
And learned that peace is soft, not slow 

[Bridge] 
Some hearts are meant to drift apart 
Like two sparks fading in the dark 
And maybe loss is not a wound 
It’s space where something new can bloom 

[Final chorus] 
When the river let me go 
I turned and faced the open sky 
No more hands to pull me back 
No more reasons left to try 
When the river let me go 
I smiled into the undertow 
And knew I finally was my own

When the River Let Me Go

Chrome doesn’t lie when the sun hits just right.
Grease stains carry stories no preacher could preach.
Leather grips tighter when the road turns mean.
Throttle speaks louder than most men ever do.
Chain hums like a hymn when the gears catch clean.
Motor don’t judge—it just moves.
Steel forgives what flesh remembers.
Faith ain’t found in pews—it’s welded into the frame.
Belief don’t need a book when the engine’s warm.
Salvation don’t wear robes—it wears road dust.
Motor and chain, heart and vein.
Ride through fire, ride through rain.
Trust in steel, trust in speed.
Faith ain’t words—it’s what you bleed.
Motor and chain, soul and flame.
Every mile calls your name.
Smoke rises from the past like a warning.
Mirrors show ghosts that never blink.
Gasoline smells like freedom when the tank’s full.
Tires grip truth tighter than memory.
Wind carries prayers no one hears but the road.
Helmet hides the tears that never fell.
Kickstand holds more weight than most promises.
Chain don’t break unless you forget to believe.
Every bolt holds a reason.
each dent tells a truth.
Every ride rewrites the story.
each mile is proof.
Sunset paints the scars gold.
Highway hums like a choir of sinners.
Motor sings louder than regret.
Chain pulls forward when nothing else will.
Faith don’t ask for permission—it just rides.
Brotherhood lives in the echo of the pipes.
Hope rides pillion with grit.
Motor and chain never let go.
Motor and chain, heart and vein.
Ride through fire, ride through rain.
Trust in steel, trust in speed.
Faith ain’t words—it’s what you bleed.
Motor and chain, soul and flame.
Every mile calls your name.
Some pray with hands.
Some pray with throttle.
I just ride.
That’s my gospel.
[bass guitar riff}
I just ride.  I just ride.  I just ride.
 just ride...... ride....... ride.
All rights reserved by songwriter and producer Edwin H. Balder.
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Motor and Chain  Rusty Marshall Band

"Lucky Tonight" spins a dual narrative of a marriage that's been dead for years but still going through the motions. While she heads to bingo with her friends, he slips off to the bar with other plans in mind. The song traces their separate evenings with sharp-eyed detail and dark humor, building toward a twist that redefines what it means to get lucky. It's a story about the moment when endurance finally breaks, when the tumbler rolls and someone decides they're done settling for less than they deserve. With its honky-tonk soul and unflinching look at small betrayals and smaller dreams, the song finds compassion for both characters even as it chronicles the night their paths finally diverge for good.

Lyrics: 

She's getting ready, it's almost time
Her friends will pick her up at nine
They'll talk about the grand slam prize
And laugh and joke and swap some lies
And her, she's just a working wife
That bingo money could change her life 
Let her  -- get lucky -- tonight.

She's gone, he dresses, wears a smile,
Drives to the bar, yeah, he's got style
The waitress, Jan, she thinks he's cool
She stares and grins while he plays pool
A double Jack, a couple of beers
He knows what women want to hear
And he'll -- get lucky -- tonight

Who's gonna win, whose gonna score
And does it matter anymore
Take your chances, place your bet
And hope you might get lucky yet

Why did she stay?
What did she fear?
A loveless union bathed in tears
She loved him once or so it seems
A decade lost an end to dreams

If she wins big, here’s what she'll do
She’ll run away, pack a bag or two,
And leave that man, that handsome liar
Who long ago killed off her fire
The tumbler rolls, it's quiet as death
Please God she prays and holds her breath
Let me -- get lucky -- tonight. 
In the motel room, Jan's on the bed
The cowboy sits up, holds his head
Says: 
"Please, I want to try some more
This never happened to me before."
The motel smell clings to his hair
At home his wife still isn't there
And He didn’t get lucky tonight

In the kitchen, he finds the note
That’s it! I’m gone is all she wrote
The bingo card is on their bed
The numbers, fire engine red
She – she got lucky -- tonight.
Yes, she – she got lucky -- tonight.	


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Heart On Fire