Ignoring the Hallelujahs!

in my darkest hour
as the lights are going out
and the face of the earth
has gone completely silent
there is a King

i sit here
late nights
in a cold, dark and empty room
ignoring the hallelujahs

the police came
put me in the backseat
as i told myself
this wasn't really happening

oh, Lord
when will I ever be at peace?

when the blood stops flowing
through my dirty veins
and my heart leaves me
with things I can't explain
There is still a King