My baby woke from an awful dream of rotten tropics b the sea
Just up from her father's place
Cutting through some empty space

Where trash would turn to gold
Palm Road


We could see it from the shore,
the cities ragged burning core
Hole in the sky and the fish get drowned

Something moving underground
The world was ending slow
on Palm Road


Take your lover all apart
Looking for his shipwrecked heart

but his heart could not be found
baby it just can't be found
'cause they turned the lights down low

on Palm Road

You said it's killing me it's killing me the way we go

But as we're running over miles they turned to gold

So teach your darlings how to dance

Tell them how to make romance
And whisper things they don't know
From a thousand years ago


Something began to glow....
You said it's killing me the way we go

I saw it coming...