Hallelujah

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Hallelujah from No More Shall We Part (2002) /balladeery/
((“The tears are welling in my eyes again.I need twenty big buckets to catch them in.And twenty pretty girls to carry them down.And twenty deep holes to bury them in.”
The great thick fleece of the coat comforted me as I trudged the seven miles back to my home; it held me back from the bitter sting of the November air; I felt my hot breath echoing against the upturned collar. The road was plain and the land was a wrinkled grey mirror of the sky, stretching out all around. Silence save for my muttered footsteps. Stillness save for the puffs of dust as I moved forward. The surroundings were so blank, so faceless, that my mind could not find engagement, let alone solace. I conjured streams of tears, the deluge of hammering winter snow, fires raging in the dark night. Cries of broken-hearted revolution. But none of it stuck. All dribbled and drizzled away into the dusty frontier before me. Empty.))