This was meant to be a melancholic song
A litany of all that’s gone wrong
But the melody took over, and it started to soar
Till it wasn’t melancholic anymore

I was going to write a cynical verse
‘Cause the bad just seems to keep getting worse
But the notes found their own rhythm, and they started to dance
Till my cynicism didn’t stand a chance

Without music life would not be fair
I heard someone say
Well God knows there’s injustice everywhere
But the music will not go away

So I guess this is my song for all the ones
Who keep singing as the world comes undone
Like a broken hallelujah, their melodies soar
Till the world’s not quite so broken anymore

Yeah, like a rumour of glory, our melodies soar
And the world’s not quite as hopeless anymore