Nothing But the Truth

[Intro: Soft Guitar & Ambient Strings]

[Verse 1]

A flag raised high, a fist in the air,

One calls it freedom, one calls it despair.

Lines are drawn, but who holds the pen?

Is it the truth, or just truth for them?

[Chorus]

I don’t want shadows, I don’t want lies,

I don’t want truth with a thousand sides.

Strip it bare, let it shine through,

Give me nothing, nothing but the truth.

[Verse 2]

They call him a savior, they call him a sin,

One builds a statue, one buries him in.

Say he's a hero, say he's a ghost,

But is he the truth, or just what they chose?

[Solo: Acoustic guitar arpeggio, yearning]

[Chorus]

I don’t want shadows, I don’t want lies,

I don’t want truth with a thousand sides.

Strip it bare, let it shine through,

Give me nothing, nothing but the truth.

[Bridge: Questioning]

Is the sky still blue if no one's there to see?

Do the stars still burn if they shine for me?

If every eye holds a different view,

Then tell me—what is ever true?

[Solo: Acoustic guitar arpeggio, swelling strings, emotional depth]

[Outro: Unresolved, lingering]

So I stand here, hands open wide,

Begging the heavens to choose a side.

But silence lingers, no voice, no proof—

Maybe the truth is just as lost too.

[Solo: Acoustic guitar arpeggio, rising and slowly fading off]

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style:

B Minor, soulful rock, acoustic guitar, solo arpeggios between verses, deep, introspective, deep baritone male voice, expressive, melancholic but powerful.

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.