Hallelujah Band - Eilen Jewell

I stood next to the tracks

Just to feel something pushing back

Tearing through each doubt and sin

The train was an iron wind

I climbed down underground

To listen for a new sound

Found a river underneath our feet

Dark and silent, deep

I’m an old guitar, won’t stay in tune

Worn-out, faded, not fit for you

But I want to be played by the unseen hand

To make a good noise in the hallelujah band

There was a place in the pines

A little spot, I called it mine

Just a child but I knew somehow

I know I’d never find it now

I’m an old guitar with broken strings

And tarnished surface, not fit for kings

But I want to be played by the unseen hand

To make a good noise in the hallelujah band

I stood next to the tracks

Just to feel something pushing back

Tearing through each doubt and sin

The train was an iron wind