IRC-Galleria

"Maybe IÂ’ve been here before
I know this room, IÂ’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you

IÂ’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
ItÂ’s a cold and itÂ’s a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
WhatÂ’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 thereÂ’s a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

And itÂ’s not a cry you can hear at night
ItÂ’s not somebody whoÂ’s seen the light
ItÂ’s a cold and itÂ’s a broken hallelujah"