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...