Wednesday, December 11, 2013

And some days, you just have to roll the melancholy music...

I will swallow my pride.
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye

And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls, and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
And this is a place where I don't feel alone

1 comment:

  1. Hey, I just did a post about Hallelujah too :)