"I Heard There Was a secret chord That david played
and
it pleased the lord But you do not really care for music, do you?
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah ...
well Was your faith strong But you needed proof you saw her bathing
on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby 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's 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
but remember when I moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's 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
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah..."
- Jeff Buckley, "Hallelujah" -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMGyl-l3qqc
and
it pleased the lord But you do not really care for music, do you?
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah ...
well Was your faith strong But you needed proof you saw her bathing
on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby 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's 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
but remember when I moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's 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
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah..."
- Jeff Buckley, "Hallelujah" -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMGyl-l3qqc
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