CARRIE CHERONMUSIC
Hallelujah

There's a scent in the air of snow and dead leaves,
of old leather seats and rain newly fallen,
a dark musty smell of the earth just dug open,
and a hole in the ground for you.

My voice wavered falsely, my brother's was loud,
and a hand rested on my back.
There's so much to say, but we read from a paper.
There's so much to whisper so we shout:

Hallelujah, my darling, I sing every evening.
Hallelujah, my darling, my light.
Hallelujah, I sing, as I rise every morning.
Hallelujah, I toast you goodnight.

And as I walk through the halls
I still hear your voice.
I step over the wires and walk out the door
and the words I hear are clear.

CHORUS

There's a scent in the air of snow and dead leaves,
of old leather seats and rain newly fallen,
a dark musty smell of the earth just dug open,
and a hole in my heart for you.

CHORUS


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