Soul Love
Stone love, she kneels before the graveA brave son who gave his life to save the sloganThat hovers between the headstone and her eyes,For they penetrate her grieving.
New love, a boy and girl are talkingNew words, that only they can share in,New words, a love so strong it tears their heartsTo sleep through the fleeing hours of morning.
Love is careless in its choosingSweeping over cross and baby,Love descends on those defencelessIdiot love will spark the fusion.Inspirations have I noneJust to touch the flaming dove,All I have is my love of loveAnd love is not loving.
Soul love, the priest that tastes the wordAnd told of love and how my God on high is all loveThough reaching up my loneliness evolvesBy the blindness that surrounds him.
Love is careless in its choosingSweeping over cross and baby,Love descends on those defencelessIdiot love will spark the fusion.Inspirations have I noneJust to touch the flaming dove,All I have is my love of loveAnd love is not loving.