from http://www.leonardcohen.com/hallelli.html:

Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

I heard Michael Cooney close a festival with this one. I'd never heard it before, and thought it was a parody of Cohen's style. It was a great one to sing anyhow. Michael got everyone singing along on the "Hallelulah" chorus, and walked off stage while the audience just kept going.

It's been raining here all day. Except for a few crickets, all is silent but for the soft patter.

The night has it's own music, sometimes heard louder in the soul than the ears - almost subliminal.

It seems to me I hear a dream,
Far away, but drawing nigh;
A sound of dreadful longing,
Like an awe-struck heart's sigh;
A melody of rapture,
A tune we can't begin to capture,
That glides among the shadows in the night,
But soars unreachable, to sky,
With the coming of the light.