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Friday, March 17, 2006

Roughly, This

I've heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you
It goes like this fourth, the fifth, the minor 'fore the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah..

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
She cut your hair
And from your lips she drew them hallelujah

Hallelujah...


Well maybe I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it is a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you
Remember when I moved in you
And the holy ghost was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well maybe there is a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It's not a cry that you hear at night
And it's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it is a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...


*Don't do this often, but this song, every version I've heard, including my own, hits me in just the right spot.

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