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 it's 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 hears 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 although you want me, I want you

You want me, I want you

You want me, I want you

When it's coming down,

Tropical rain

All the neighbours running out

On the street again

Like a cool wind blowing on 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 know you want me, I want you

You want me, I want you

You want me, I want you

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