Hallelujah; Original lyrics by Leonard Coen

Have you ever woken up early for Preps in school? Or gone to office early enough with a motivation of doing some work, then the mood changed? How should I explain it better when I need to have different kinds of articles and styles? Well. There are times that I get motivated to the sky with an idea, forced to collect the laptop and a cup of coffee, tune in to a power-giving musical tune and barely a paragraph away, I am like....this is grrrr! All the preparation and to-do feeling speels away to a rather boredom moment- a feeling I have come to appreciate for it rejuvinates one.

And so, this morning, in search for golden memories, having rejected part of my childhood as a lie, I took to Hallelujah. You know, even if there happen to prove Christianity as a vague idea, like the belief we have in money though simple papers and coins, in my lifetime the songs will remain an important part of me. Who said I can deny my past even? But here is a song that well fits a man on the fence. It was the best way to handle the lost motivation.

The irony of the song, the referencing to different fields of social and psychological experiences continue to spur a moment of reflection in me. You know, there can be a book that supplements most of your thoughts at a time. These lyrics do it better most when written than sung. Using a weird kind of imagination, why not smile and frown all down long?

Hallelujah; Original lyrics by Leonard Coen

I've 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, Hallelujah 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, Hallelujah Maybe I've been here before I know this room, I've 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 it's a broken hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah There was a time you'd let me know What's real and going on below But now you never show it to me do you? Remember when I moved in you? The holy dark was moving too And every breath we drew was hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Maybe there's a God above And all I ever learned from love Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you It's not a cry you can hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Album: "Shrek: Music from the Original Motion Picture", 2001

...................The sacasm in the lyrics is too much. Or is it me who overthinks?

The secret chord?