Hat tip: TDW.
It triggers a distant memory. One of the great privileges of attending my Oxford college, Magdalen, was its choir. Most evenings, you could enter the chapel and be taken into another world of spirituality - from Palestrina to Byrd. The choir was, however, er, a little campy at times. And I won't forget the day I arrived early and heard them sing their version of "Hello" by Mr Ritchie, at the conclusion of a rehearsal. One lame lyric was made somehow better by being rendered by boys and men in vestments over the medieval candle-lit chapel:
Are you out there feeling lonely
Or is lonely feeling you?