The Single Word

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Well, 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?

You used to...
But everything changed.

He blocked out the sun.
Laid his foundation.
Made his decrees.
He looked at us and our hands and said no.

Love is not a victory march- it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.
The shattering glass tinkles to the ground.
People shout for help.

It's not a cry that you hear at night
Well, it's all you hear now.
Screams and pleas for mercy.
The ragged breath
The solemn hearts.

It's not somebody who's seen the light.
Its the light shining so brightly
And then going out
And never being seen again.

Well maybe I've been here before
Our home
We stood here a week ago
A happy couple on the porch

I remember them moving you away
The stains left behind
My holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
A laboured and drowning gasp.

I used to live alone before I knew you
I'm all alone again
I don't know what to do, darling.

Well maybe there's a god above
But my everything was here
In my arms
Now.. It's gone.

All I've ever learned from love is heartache.
Pain.
And how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.

It was all hallelujah.
But hallelujah was our end.
You down on the ground screaming,
Your face a bloody pulp

My precious baby
My best friend
My lover
The mìche to my scö
My Mitchy

I held your hand,
and the last breath you drew was hallelujah.

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