Wednesday, August 5, 2009

hallelujah

i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't 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 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 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.

favourite version: kate voegele.

oh gawd im one of those people who put lyrics in a post and call it a post. (no offense wtf) its one thing to quote part of a song (which i do all the time) but its a whole other thing to put the whole bloody song lyric. urgh.

mary mary little miss contrary.

i really couldnt help it. trying my best to fall asleep an hour earlier than my usual 4AM. lying on the bed, listening to soothing music but the moment this song played, i knew i had to say something. i just dont know what wtf.

today, i discovered a whole lot of books in the library. books i've always heard of by authors i've always heard of. maugham, hemmingway, frost and the likes. even vladimir nabokov. heavily bound, gorgeously worn and mmm the scent of books. i took my time looking at them one by one, touching the letters, taking them out, wondering about the potential in them. bliss.

i am such a nerd.

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