Love

Love has never been a popular movement
And no one’s ever wanted really to be free
The world together, really it is held together
By the love and the passion of very few people

Otherwise of course you can despair
Walk down the street of any city
Any afternoon and look around you
What you got to remember is what you’re looking at is also you

Everyone you’re looking at is also you
You could be that person, you could be that monster
You could be that cop
And you have to decide in yourself not to be