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