I've Been Figured Out...
Yes, it's finally happened...someone has figured me out...well my musical taste at least. While that's shocking enough all on it's own, the identity of the person that did it is more shocking still (to me at least). I'm sure that you all have figured out by now that it was my Son that did it.Seems that the little man has been listening to the soundtrack from Shrek in preparation for seeing the upcoming movie and when he came across the song 'Hallelujah', by Rufus Wainwright, he immediately thought of me. He called me while I was on the way home last night and made me promise to come get the cd so I could hear the song.
Well, I've been playing it almost non-stop since then. Although the song is written to a love soon to be lost, it spoke to me as a mirror of the transitions that I went through in my own healing process...the one that has let me to this new view...and like all music that touches me, I want to share...
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?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu----jah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof,
You saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty in 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
Hallelu----jah
Maybe I have been here before, I know this room; I have 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 its a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu----jah
There was a time you let me know whats really 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
Hallelu----jah
Maybe there's a God above,
and all I ever learned from love
was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And its not a cry you can hear at night,
its not somebody who's seen the light,
its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu--jah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu---u---jah
Enjoy your views today everyone...I'm enjoying mine.
posted by Mr. G @ 5/10/2007 08:44:00 AM
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