Mere Saheba

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Japji Sahib 5 Path

Lyrics:
In us something growls—no plea, just sign;
Dress shoes full of forest sand—ready on the line.
On paths where memory powders down to dust,
Too soon departed; breath turns slow and hushed.
Family, tradition—half-bowed in the rite;
I lift a little pebble—same longing, tight.
My polished soles scrape hard along time’s flint;
We cling to leaves that whisper in the…

Wind over us, wind on the face,
Wind—wind—our hearts grow soft and light.

(2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

No grave—only ash that travels, lets go in the wind;
Learn to bear what will not fall—be patient, kind.
Small stones in my palm—mute language, broken band;
We honor without signs—the breathing no-man’s land.
Between the ribs a hollow bell is spanned;
It rings for all we carry like a handful of sand.

[Chorus] (2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

She stands—a young widow—still in the square;
Her voice cuts through manners—pain’s the only prayer.
Relics I call pebbles—steam and moss for heat;
Too-early leaving cuts the hand; time ticks in linen sheet.

I weigh the stones—can weight restore his place?
I whisper, “Where’s his grave?”—too hurried a chase.
He sighs, “Only ash—no granite, no stone.”
Our shoulders drop; the silence walks alone.
“Ash,” he repeats—like air above the sea;
I nod, let go, and trace the edge more free.
Names rise like grains; what’s near fits in the hand—
Enough for those who stay to understand.

(2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

Hearts Soft and Light

A lost rider and a singing companion are swept into the oldest story ever told.

After a desperate ride through a midnight storm, Buck Ramble and his faithful tenor companion arrive on the outskirts of Bethlehem just as the angel appears to the shepherds. They were never meant to be there—yet somehow they are. Their arrival shifts the story, and the angel turns to confront them. If they want the world to remain whole, they must remain and make it right.

What follows is a sacred western journey seen through the eyes of a man and his horse who never expected to witness a miracle. They follow the angel’s command to Jerusalem, where the Festival of Lights fills the Temple with fire and song. There, in the arms of an old man named Simeon, they behold the Child who would someday call Himself the Light of the World.

The encounter changes everything. They ride back not with answers but with peace—carrying a quiet flame that was never theirs to earn. The final songs are not about what happened, but what remains: light for the weary, mercy for the broken, and peace for every stranger still out on the road.

Part Christmas album, part biblical epic, part sacred western myth, Festival of Lights is the story of men who stumbled into prophecy by accident—and stayed long enough to be transformed.

Summary Themes:

Doubt & faith

Accident & providence

Smallness & glory

Light carried through darkness

The gentleness of redemption

The way God works in ordinary men

Tone:

Cinematic, reverent, frontier, mid-century hymn, sacred Americana, biblical poetry, quiet emotional catharsis.

This isn’t just a Christmas album.
It’s a pilgrimage.
And somewhere in its journey, the listener finds themselves in the story too.

A Light Left Burning

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KOI BOLE RAM RAM KOI KHUDAI - BHAI NIRMAL SINGH

Dukh Bhanjani Sahib

This Shabad is present on Ang 345 of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji Maharaj in Raag Gauree written by Bhagat Ravidaas Ji. Sung by Bhai Nirmal Singh Khalsa Hazoori Ragi Sri Darbar Sahib, Sri Harimandir Sahib, Sri Amritsar Sahib.

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