Tuesday, June 16, 2015

HALLELUJAH...


Now 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 
The fourth, the fifth 
The minor fall, the major lift 
The baffled king composing Hallelujah 
Hallelujah Hallelujah 
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, and she cut your hair 
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah 
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 ya 
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch 
And love is not a victory march 
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah... 
There was a time when you let me know 
What's really going on below 
But now you never show that to me do ya 
But remember when I moved in you 
And the holy dove was moving too 
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah... 
Maybe there's a God above 
But all I've ever learned from love 
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya 
And 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, hallelujah, 
hallelujah, hallelujah... 
Hallelujah.
~
Leonard Cohan

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