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.

That Which Is Not

[Verse 1]

No birth, no breath, no name to hold,

Unshaped, unchained, neither young nor old.

I rise not from time, nor from dust, nor from flame,

Yet the fire, the wind—they whisper my name.

[Chorus]

I am not that which is—

I am that which is not.

I dance within the hollow,

I thunder in the thought.

[Verse 2]

No hunger, no thirst, no yearning remains,

No bond to the beauty, no fear of the chains.

The tides come and vanish, the mountains will fall,

Yet I remain, untouched by it all.

[Chorus]

I am not that which is—

I am that which is not.

I blaze within the silence,

I shatter and I rot.

[Bridge] (Rising intensity, like a cosmic storm awakening)

From the stillness I move, from the void I resound,

Not seeking, not fleeing, unshaken, unbound.

The dance is not chosen, the dance is not willed—

It moves through the marrow, it sings through the still.

[A pause, a deep breath—like the eye of the storm.]

[Outro - soft, fading, but infinite—like the resonance of Om.]

No temple can hold me, no scripture can bind,

Yet I am the pulse in the seeker’s mind.

Not here, not gone, no end, no start—

I do not take form, yet I live in your heart.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style:

A primal chant on boundless formless energy—neither born nor bound, deep, raw, with a single-threaded instrument and damaru, a voice like thunder and silence., cosmic vibration, mystical, untamed.

Is Home Where The Heart Is?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 1]

She left a light in the old town square,

A flickering ghost that lingers there.

Footsteps fade on cobblestone,

But echoes hum of what was home.

[Chorus] (Repeated after each verse)

Is home where the heart is, or where it has been?

Scattered like autumn leaves caught in the wind.

If pieces are missing, if moments are torn,

Can a heart make a home when it’s never one shore?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 2]

She chased the sun past distant skies,

Traced her name where the ocean lies.

Each wave carried something away,

But never enough to make her stay.

[Bridge]

She built a house, she called it safe,

Yet silence whispered other names.

The walls held warmth, but not her past,

Can a house hold what won’t come back?

[Acoustic guitar solo - emotive and yearning]

[Outro]

So she keeps walking, never alone,

Finding her heart in places unknown.

Some roads are maps, some are a feeling,

Home isn’t a place, but the path we’re weaving.

[Acoustic guitar solo - slow fade out]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style:

Soft Rock, Acoustic Guitar, A Minor, Female Vocals, Melancholic, Nostalgic, 

Becoming Someone

[Piano solo - soulful, introspective] 

[Verse 1]

She stands in the glass with a practiced smile,

Tailored words, every move in style.

Walks like she’s certain, talks like she knows,

But wonders how far the illusion goes.

[Chorus]

Fake it till you make it, they always said,

But who am I now with this mask instead?

Will I wake up and find I belong,

Or just be someone I made all along?

[Verse 2]

Each step forward, another piece fades,

The girl in the mirror is slipping away.

Every applause, every nod, every cheer,

Sounds like an echo of someone not here.

[Chorus]

Fake it till you make it, they always said,

But who am I now with this mask instead?

Will I wake up and find I belong,

Or just be someone I made all along?

[Bridge] 

Maybe the lie becomes the truth,

Maybe the mask becomes my face.

But if I forget the one I was,

Did I ever make it in the first place?

[Piano solo - rising tension, emotional weight] 

[Outro]

So she walks on, head held high,

With borrowed strength, unsure why.

One more step, one more day,

But is she making it, or fading away?

[Piano solo - haunting, unresolved fade-out] 

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

G Minor, soulful rock, piano, introspective, powerful, haunting, melancholic but strong.

Can Bygones Be Bygones?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 1]

The old road fades behind me, but I still hear the sound,

Footsteps echo softly, though no one’s around.

A shadow in the rearview, a voice lost in the wind,

Is it gone if it still lingers? Or does it just pretend?

[Chorus]

Can bygones be bygones, or do they follow close behind?

Do they wait in quiet corners, do they whisper in your mind?

If they vanish in the daylight, why return when night is long?

Can bygones be bygones, or have they been here all along?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 2]

A name I swore I buried still slips into my dreams,

An echo in my laughter, a tear behind the seams.

If time’s a healer, tell me, why do old wounds sting anew?

Do the years erase the lessons, or just write them over you?

[Chorus]

Can bygones be bygones, or do they follow close behind?

Do they wait in quiet corners, do they whisper in your mind?

If they vanish in the daylight, why return when night is long?

Can bygones be bygones, or have they been here all along?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 3]

A letter never opened, a door that won’t unlock,

The things we leave unspoken, do they ever leave the clock?

If silence is an answer, does it quiet what we’ve lost?

Or do the words we never utter still come haunting like a ghost?

[Bridge – Intensifying, Emotional Peak]

If you turn and face the past, does it finally walk away?

Or does it stand there like a mirror, showing all you’ve tried to change?

If we say we’ve made our peace, does the heart believe the sound?

Or does it wait for proof in echoes, in the spaces all around?

[Chorus – Final, More Emphatic, Climactic]

Can bygones be bygones, or do they follow close behind?

Do they wait in quiet corners, do they whisper in your mind?

If they vanish in the daylight, why return when night is long?

Can bygones be bygones, or have they been here all along?

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Outro – Soft, Reflective, Fading]

The old road fades behind me, but I still hear the sound...

A shadow in the rearview, still asking to be found.

[Acoustic guitar solo - slow fade out]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

D minor, Soft rock, acoustic guitar, melancholic, powerful, introspective, male vocals, rich baritone.

Or

D minor, Soft rock, acoustic guitar, melancholic, powerful, introspective, female vocals, ethereal.

Not the Same Boat

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 1]

They say we’re all in the same boat, drifting through the tide,

But some have sails, some have holes, some just pray to survive.

Some steer with steady hands, some patch with fraying rope,

Some bail out water with their hands, some barely dare to hope.

[Chorus]

No, we’re not in the same boat, maybe floating side by side,

Some got lifeboats, some got anchors, some just fight the rising tide.

If we sink, we sink together, but until that moment comes,

Some will sail, some will struggle, some will drown while others run.

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Verse 2]

One man’s storm is just a ripple, one man’s loss is just a tale,

One man fights to reach the shoreline, one man rides the wind and sails.

Some are tossed into the ocean, never taught to swim or fight,

Some have hands that reach to save them, some just vanish in the night.

[Chorus]

No, we’re not in the same boat, maybe floating side by side,

Some got lifeboats, some got anchors, some just fight the rising tide.

If we sink, we sink together, but until that moment comes,

Some will sail, some will struggle, some will drown while others run.

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Bridge]

So when you say, "we’re all the same," take a moment, look again,

Are you bailing with a bucket, or just watching from the deck?

Some were given maps and compasses, some were left to drift alone,

And the waves don’t ask who’s stronger when they come to take you home.

[Outro – Soft, Reflective]

If we sink, we sink together, but let’s reach before they fall,

If your boat is strong and steady, don’t just watch—answer the call.

[Acoustic guitar solo]

[Acoustic guitar solo - slow fade out]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

D minor, Soft rock, acoustic guitar, melancholic, powerful, introspective. 

The Road, The Spiral, The Puzzle

[Verse 1]

There’s a road I’ve walked a thousand times,

Yet every step feels strange and new.

Like footprints fading in the sand,

Leaving shadows where I once stood true.

[Pre-Chorus]

And I chase the echoes down the bend,

A whisper, a question, a hand I extend.

But the voice that answers—soft, unsure—

Is mine, and mine alone to mend.

[Chorus]

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle left unsolved.

I bend, I break, I fall, I rise—

And still, my soul evolves.

Not a straight line, not a perfect rhyme,

Just a story being told,

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle I unfold.

[Verse 2]

The mirror shows a stranger’s face,

A piece that never seemed to fit.

But maybe all these scattered parts

Were never meant to be a script.

[Pre-Chorus]

So I trace the edges, rough and real,

Find the colors in what I feel.

No need to force the final shape,

Some truths are made, some truths reveal.

[Chorus]

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle left unsolved.

I bend, I break, I fall, I rise—

And still, my soul evolves.

Not a straight line, not a perfect rhyme,

Just a story being told,

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle I unfold.

[Bridge]

Not lost, not found—just somewhere in between,

A note still ringing, unheard but seen.

If I embrace the shifting tide,

Then maybe I was whole the whole damn time.

[Final Chorus – with gentle rise and fall]

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle left unsolved.

And maybe there’s no final answer,

Just the beauty of the fall.

Not a straight line, not a perfect rhyme,

Just a story being told,

I am the road, I am the spiral,

I am the puzzle I unfold.

[Outro – soft, lingering]

And I will walk, and I will wander,

Knowing now, I am enough.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

C# minor. Violin lead. Light tabla. Female vocals. 

Khoi Raahon Ka Safar

[Verse 1]

Kahin intezaar, intezaar,

Intezaar kar rahe honge,

Woh bhooli raahen un bhatke kadmon ka

Intezaar ab bhi kar rahe honge.

[Pre chorus]

Dilon mein ek aasha, aankhon mein ek sapna,

Woh guzra hua kal, laut kar phir aayega.

[Chorus]

Har mod pe hum tum, milte rahe yun hi,

Phir bhi raaste hain tanhaayi ke.

Saath rehna tha manzil tak, par soonaa hai safar,

In nirmohi lamhon mein, kho gaye hain hum kahin.

[Verse 2]

Shaam ka andhera, yaadon ka gehra,

Pal do pal ka intezaar hai bas.

Woh chalte rahe, bin manzil ke raahi,

Jaane kab tak yun hi bhatakte rahenge.

[Bridge] 

Rishta hai waqt se, khwahishon ka silsila,

Jaane kyun hum ab bhi uss pal mein hain zinda.

Aankhon se yeh aansoo chhupaaye rahe ab tak,

Magar dil ke kone mein, pyaar ki gehri kasak.

[Chorus]

Har mod pe hum tum, milte rahe yun hi,

Phir bhi raaste hain tanhaayi ke.

Saath rehna tha manzil tak, par soonaa hai safar,

In nirmohi lamhon mein, kho gaye hain hum kahin.

[Outro]

Kahin intezaar, intezaar,

Intezaar kar rahe honge,

Woh bhooli raahen un bhatke kadmon ka

Intezaar ab bhi kar rahe honge.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Bollywood. D minor. Female vocals/Duet. Violin lead. Light tabla. Cinematic. 

If I Had Said

[Verse 1]
I care, I cared, I always will,
But the words got lost, my hands stayed still.
I swore I’d say it, swore I’d try,
But silence held me, I don’t know why.

[Pre-Chorus]
And now the nights stretch cold and wide,
A name I whisper, but never cried.
If I had spoken, if you had known,
Would I be standing here alone?

[Chorus]
If I had said it, would you have stayed?
If I had shown it, would you have swayed?
Would I have held you, my pride, my prize,
Or lost you still, just in different skies?

[Verse 2]
Had I foreseen the road ahead,
Would I have dared the words unsaid?
Or would they falter, fall apart,
Before they ever reached your heart?

[Pre-Chorus]
And now the nights stretch cold and wide,
A name I whisper, but never cried.
If I had spoken, if you had known,
Would I be standing here alone?

[Chorus]
If I had said it, would you have stayed?
If I had shown it, would you have swayed?
Would I have held you, my pride, my prize,
Or lost you still, just in different skies?

[Bridge - soft, almost spoken]
Maybe one day, you'll turn and see,
The love I buried quietly.
Maybe the bird will catch my eye,
Or maybe it’s just another lie.

[Final Chorus - softer, fading away]
If I had said it, would you have stayed?
If I had shown it, would you have swayed?
Would I have held you, my pride, my prize,
Or lost you still, just in different skies?


-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Anthem of Hope

Ambrose from Heaven,

A great time for all on earth.

Ambrose from Haden,

A good time, nonetheless.

Waiting for the times to change, waiting, waiting...

Wishing all the thorns would burn, leaving...

Leaving behind the chimes of peace, waiting...

Waiting for the scent to bring in the soul!

And when you've been wishing and praying

As hard as we have; when you've been waiting

As much as we have, it hardly matters, then!

Ambrose from Heaven, 

Welcome with open arms. 

Ambrose from Haden,

Welcome, welcome, nonetheless.

I’ve searched for solace in the skies,

And walked through shadows seeking light.

Peace is neither here nor there,

It’s in the heart that dares to care.

Ambrose from the stars,

We gather under your gleam.

Ambrose from the scars,

Healing all that we dream.

Yearning for the light to break, yearning, yearning...

Praying all the pain will fade, healing...

Healing every heart and mind, yearning...

Yearning for the dawn to rise in the soul!

And when you've been yearning and hoping

As deeply as we have; when you've been healing

As long as we have, it becomes our anthem, then!

Ambrose from the stars, 

We welcome your embrace.

Ambrose from the scars,

We welcome, we welcome your grace.

Ambrose from Heaven,

Or Haden, it’s all the same.

Ambrose from anywhere,

Peace alone is my flame.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)