What’s one more sleepless night to a restless soul

What’s one more fight to an endless brawl

What is a plea to a lost love

what is peace to a dead dove

nothing, nothing, nothing my friend

the world keeps turning & fires keep burning

No matter how many sleepless nights we eventually find rest

All the brutes looking for a fight will meet their death

For every peaceful dove that has died one is learning to fly.

And as for every lost love, we set free… a dove