Beautiful Brutal Thing [Live, Royal Albert Hall, 1992]

Love is a beautiful brutal thing
It sings at night like the wind
It stings your heart like a whip
And rocks your soul like a ship
And love is a beautiful brutal thing
It can mean everything or nothing at all
Such a feeling can make you tall
Or as small as a distant star
It's the cushion to break your fall
Love triumphs over all

Love is a beautiful brutal thing
And it gives the sweetest of pain
It wakes your spirit and then
You feel like living again

And rain falls when you think the sun
Has just begun to shine above
And love is mysterious as its own
It's the secret you've never told
It's the tears of sorrow and joy
For that girl or that boy

It makes you feel
It makes you feel
It makes you feel
It makes you feel
A beautiful brutal thing

And love is a beautiful brutal thing
It can mean anything or nothing at all
Such a feeling can make you tall
Or as small as a distant star
It's the cushion to break your fall
Love triumphs over all

A beautiful brutal thing
A beautiful brutal thing
A beautiful brutal thing

Love
Love
Makes you feel
A beautiful brutal thing
Love
Love
Love
Love