Stop Hurting People

A love born once must soon be born again A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned By the wind and thrown to flame Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea Crushing with out detail Impassioned and detached Killing with love and power in God's Name People stop hurting people People stop hurting people Love conquers poses Love smashes stances Love crushes angles into black So you, without question Know your first love is your last And you will never, you never, never, you'll never love again But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it's a clammy tale To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail I always wanted to be matched with her Yet her beauty was so different to mine My "beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is Time's gift to perfect humility May I be matched with you again I know the match is bad But God help me May I be matched with you again I know the match is bad But God help me May I be matched with you again I know the match is bad God help me May I be matched with you again Without your match, there is no flame People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people People stop hurting people