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 RoadWe 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 slowon 
Palm RoadTake your lover all apart
Looking for his shipwrecked heartbut his heart could not be foundbaby it just can't be found'cause they turned the lights down lowon 
Palm RoadYou 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...