When my love comes down won't it meet you

When my love comes down won't it 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 won't it meet you

When my love comes down won't it 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

You're marching victorious with your banners of defeat



O when my love comes down won't it meet you

O when my love comes down won't it meet you again