Open up Your Face

While the traffic hums When the madness comes As the wire buzzes While the weary run Like a flower that reaches out its fingers to the rain Like a bird that flies above the gutters and the graves Open up your face Open up your face And move without a trace You move without a trace And the water's fine As we drift away Every single night Every single day Like a human cannonball who pierce the match strike flame Like a prisoner listening to the rumble of the train Open up your face Open up your face And move without a trace You move without a trace And I'll know you want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you When it's coming down Tropical the rain All the neighbours running out On a street of game Like a cool wind blowing through some desert afternoon Like the priest who kneels before his mary in the gloom Open up your face Open up your face And move without a trace You move without a trace And I'll know you want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you You want me, I want you