Saturday, June 03, 2006

A windy, chilly Saturday in the district...

And, once again, I haven't slept much. Yes, I promise, I'll try to find something cheerier to write about next time. But if you head over to My Old Kentucky Blog you can find the definitive collection of covers of perhaps the most beautiful, heartbreaking song ever...very apropos of my mood today...

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

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

You say I took the Name in vain
I don't even know the Name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Maybe I've 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

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

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

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah


Yessir, Mr. Cohen knew of what he spake. I can't decide today, if I prefer Rufus' version, Jeff Buckley's version, or Allison Crowe, today, although the Late Tuesday one (if you don't know them, check them out, they're fabulous) is perhaps the most unsettling today to me.

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I really love that line... "All I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you."

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