Saturday, Mar. 02, 2002 - 11:40 PM

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
She cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Maybe I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you

I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me
do you?

And remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who
outdrew you

And it's not a cry you can 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...

-- Rufus Wainwright, "Shrek" Soundtrack


Because I understand it.


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