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 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


Then I'll know you want me, I want you
You want me, I want you
You want me, I want you...


And it's coming down
Tropical the rain

All the neighbours running out
On the street again
Like a cool wind blowing through desert after noon

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


Then 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...