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 