When my love comes down to meet you

When my love comes down to meet you again

Your mouth is a hologram made of spiders bones

Your fingers little soldiers drumming on their way back home

I thought I saw a thundercloud on the avenue

Lightning rattled though the streets that little storm was you

When my love comes down to meet you

When my love comes down to meet you again

Your skin is like the falling snow your hair is like the rising sun

Your tongue is like Kalashnikov or some other foreign gun

I see you standing there way down upon the street

Marching victorious with your banners of defeat

O when my love comes down to meet you

O when my love comes down to meet you again