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