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When My Love Comes DownWhen my love comes down to meet youWhen 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 Oh when my love comes down to meet you Oh when my love comes down to meet you again |