If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
	Drying in the color of the evening sun,
	Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
	But something in our minds will always stay

	Perhaps this final act was meant
	To clinch a lifetime's argument
	That nothing comes from violence
	and nothing ever could
	For all those born beneath an angry star
	Lest we forget how fragile we are

	On and on the rain will fall
	Like tears from a star   like tears from a star
	...

	-- Fragile by Sting