
Broken Hallelujah
Alex Wilson
Lyrics
Verse 1 Back alley shadows, where the drunks lose their way, Found a splintered old box in the trash’s decay. Six rusted strings, neck warped like my dreams, But it hummed like a savior in the moonlight’s beams. Pre-Chorus No angels in this town, just coal and despair, But that guitar called my name through the cold, bitter air. Chorus Heard a whisper in the wreckage, ‘neath the coffee grounds and rust, A broken Hallelujah risin’ from the dust. This dumpster guitar salvation, ragged but it’s true, Found the song that saved my life right there inside of you. Verse 2 Dad’s fists were thunder, his bottle was king, But I strummed my first chord, felt my heart start to sing. Hid it in the shed where his eyes wouldn’t roam, Each note was a fire that was callin’ me home. Pre-Chorus No preacher could reach me, no sermon could mend, But that guitar was my truth, my beginning, my friend. Chorus Heard a whisper in the wreckage, ‘neath the coffee grounds and rust, A broken Hallelujah risin’ from the dust. This dumpster guitar salvation, ragged but it’s true, Found the song that saved my life right there inside of you. Bridge Every scratch was a story, every crack was a fight, I coaxed out my soul in the dead of the night. From a boy lost in silence to a man with a voice, This guitar was my freedom, my heart’s only choice. Chorus Heard a whisper in the wreckage, ‘neath the coffee grounds and rust, A broken Hallelujah risin’ from the dust. This dumpster guitar salvation, ragged but it’s true, Found the song that saved my life right there inside of you. Outro *(Slow picking: E|-3---3---|)* Dumpster guitar… still singin’ me through.