A love born once must soon be born again   A flame that died, then 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 without 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'll never, you'll never love again      I always wished to walk with her into restaurants   Pretty clammy tale   To be seen beside her at the public bar foot rail   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's what true beauty is   Time's gift, true beauty      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 but God help me   May I be matched with you again   I know the match is bad but God help me, 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      People, stop hurting people   People, stop hurting people   People, stop hurting people   People, stop hurting people   ...