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"The Opposite of Hallelujah" by Jens Lekman
http://www.scjag.com/mp3/sc/oppositeofhallelujah.mp3 (most relevant part of the lyrics bolded, but I'd recommend listening to the whole thing, at the link above) I took my sister down to the ocean But the ocean made me feel stupid Those words of wisdom I had prepared All seemed to vanish into thin air Into the waves I stared I picked up a seashell To illustrate my homelessness But a crab crawled out of it Making it useless And all my metaphors fell flat Down on the rocks where we sat She asked where are you at? But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah It's the opposite of being you You don't know 'cause it just passes right through you You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through We made our way home on the bikes we had borrowed I still never told you about unstoppable sorrow You still think I'm someone to look up to I still don't know anything about you Is it in you too? You've got so much to live for, little sister You've got so much to live for But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah It's the opposite of being you You don't know cause it just passes right through you You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through ------------------------------------- I have a sister 12 years younger than me, and there are moments where she very much reminds me of myself. Sometimes this is a good thing: she excels in school, loves to read, etc. in the same way that I did. But most of the time I'm concerned. It feels like the family resemblance is much more of a curse, and I'm afraid that in the future she's going to face the awful depression and insecurity that has caused problems for my dad and me. The line "I still never told you about unstoppable sorrow" just preys on my worst fears in the world. |
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