The Glory of Love

[Intro: Soft Guitar & Ambient Strings]

[Verse 1]

They wrote sonnets, carved initials into trees,

Scribbled ‘forever’ on a cafe receipt.

They wrapped it in ribbons, tied it with vows,

But I saw love in a dog at her feet.

[Verse 2]

They set rules, they built mansions on sand,

Hung neon hearts over empty lands.

They swore it was this, they swore it was that,

But nothing they swore quite fit in my hands.

[Pre-Chorus: Soft Harmonics]

So I hum the tune, though I don’t know the words,

Sing of a love that I’ve barely heard.

Not in knowing, not in names,

But in something wild that can’t be tamed.

[Chorus]

I repeat the glory of love,

Yes, I repeat the glory of love.

Not because I’ve known it well,

But because it hums where words don’t dwell.

[Instrumental Solo: Violin & Guitar Interplay, yearning]

[Bridge - Subdued, Spoken-Word Over Music]

I asked the moon if it had any clues,

It smirked, shrugged, hid behind a cloud.

Even celestial bodies dodge the question,

Yet love lingers, laughing, unnamed.

[Chorus]

I repeat the glory of love,

Yes, I repeat the glory of love.

Not because I’ve known it well,

But because it hums where words don’t dwell.

[Outro: Soft Piano & Whispered Refrain]

Because I live it, though it has no name…

Because I live it, though it has no name…

[Harmonica solo] 

[Fades into silence]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style:

Folk-jazz ballad, Soft acoustic guitar, D Minor, melancholic, hopeful climax.

Strangers in Passing

[Verse 1]

Footsteps echo down the avenue,

Faces flicker like candlelight view.

Eyes that linger, just for a breath,

Then turn away, lost to the rest.

[Pre-Chorus]

And maybe we met in another time,

A past unspoken, a fate unsigned.

A fleeting whisper, a nameless tune,

Gone too soon…

[Chorus]

We are strangers in passing, shadows that fade,

Lost in the current, yet somehow we stayed.

A silent refrain in the hum of the street,

A song never sung, but still incomplete.

[Solo - Cello & Guitar, 4 bars, soft, introspective]

[Verse 2]

A smile half-formed, a glance too brief,

A moment caught in the cracks of belief.

Your story echoes behind closed eyes,

Yet we let it slip like the morning sky.

[Pre-Chorus]

And maybe we met in another time,

A past unspoken, a fate unsigned.

A fleeting whisper, a nameless tune,

Gone too soon…

[Chorus]

We are strangers in passing, shadows that fade,

Lost in the current, yet somehow we stayed.

A silent refrain in the hum of the street,

A song never sung, but still incomplete.

[Solo 2 – Cello lead, guitar arpeggios, quiet but emotional.)

[Bridge - Soft, Nearly Spoken, Introspective]

Who were you before you turned away?

A friend I lost? A love astray?

Or just a life that brushed my own,

Before the night pulled us back home…

[Final Chorus]

We are strangers in passing, ghosts in the night,

Woven together in flickering light.

A silent refrain in the hum of the street,

A song never sung, but still incomplete…

[Outro - Extended, Slow Fade, Haunting, Deeply Emotional]

Footsteps echo, then disappear,

Another stranger… another year.

A face forgotten, a name unknown,

But still, I wonder… still, I roam.

[Final cello Outro - Lngering, slow melody, fading into silence. The guitar softly fingerpicks a final unresolved chord, leaving an open-ended feel, as if the story continues beyond the song]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style: 

Soulful rock, D Minor, gentle arpeggios between verses, sustained chords in chorus, deep expressive male vocal, haunting.

Sold for a Song

[Cello solo - melancholic]

[Verse 1]
I bled my ink on pages white,
Wove the truth in threads so tight.
Metaphors that burned like fire,
But they only bought the choir.

[Pre-Chorus]
They crowned the hollow, praised the tame,
Dressed up echoes, called them flame.
And while I carved the world in stone,
They scrolled and tapped, and called me unknown.

[Chorus]
Sold for a song, but the price was free,
Gave them my soul, they scrolled past me.
While glittered words won gold and fame,
They left my truth outside the game.

[Cello solo - acoustic guitar rhythm]

[Verse 2]
I whispered storms, I roared the sea,
Gave them stars they’d never see.
But easy rhymes, with empty weight,
Bought a throne at fortune’s gate.

[Pre-Chorus]
They crowned the hollow, praised the tame,
Dressed up echoes, called them flame.
And while I carved the world in stone,
They scrolled and tapped, and called me unknown.

[Chorus]
Sold for a song, but the price was free,
Gave them my soul, they scrolled past me.
While glittered words won gold and fame,
They left my truth outside the game.

[Cello solo - guitar arpaggio]

[Bridge]
But ink won’t break, and stone won’t fade,
And time will sift what fools have made.
So let them buy their paper crowns—
I’ll build my throne beneath the ground.

[Outro - Soft but defiant]
One day the silence will turn to sound,
And they will seek what they once drowned.
For hollow echoes fade and die—
But written truth will never lie.

[Cello solo - melancholic - slow fade-out]


-- Pradeep K (Prady)


D minor, indie-folk fusion, cello, deep expressive vocals, deep baritone, haunting depth, emotional, dark, powerful.