Hallelujah 2

> A secret melody, I've been told,

> King David played, a story to unfold,

> A sound that pleased the Lord, or so they say.

> But you're not one for music's gentle sway.

> It follows simply, a chord progression known,

> Sorrow descends, then brighter notes are shown,

> The troubled king composing his holy song.

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Your faith was strong, but proof became your need,

> Upon the rooftop, you observed her deed.

> Her beauty in the moonlight brought your downfall.

> She tied you down, without remorse or care,

> Shattered your power, stole your royal hair,

> And from your lips, she drew that sacred call.

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> You say my use of the name is wrong,

> The name itself, I haven't known for long.

> But even if I did, what business is it of yours?

> A sudden brilliance shines within each line,

> The essence stays, whichever you define,

> The sacred or the broken, the heartfelt plea.

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> My best I tried, though little it might seem,

> Unable to feel, I reached for a waking dream.

> I spoke the truth, no trickery intended here.

> And though the path I took led me astray,

> Before the Master of the Melody, I'll stay,

> With just this praise upon my tongue so clear.

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah

> Hallelujah, Hallelujah