Palms Songtext
von Slow Club

You′re crawling out of your cave
All lit up like a parade
Telling me that I am just no good
I'm shouting timber, I′m landing on the wood

I need time, time to talk
Time, time to talk

And it's you, you make me feel good
Oh yeah, yeah, like no one ever could

You're crawling out if you dare
There′s a palm pushing up my side
A palm pushing through my hair
Telling me that I am just no good
I′m shouting timber, I'm landing on the wood


I need time, time to talk
Time, time to talk

And it′s you, you make me feel good
Oh yeah, yeah, like no one ever could
And it's you, feel amazing in my hands
And I don′t understand
What sea I dry land
This was something I didn't plan

Well, I just laid there ′cause I thought there was a plan
And in the mornings, you worked hard to understand
All these pointless trials while time just rockets by
It just rockets by, time rockets
Oh yeah, yeah


And it's you, feel amazing in my hands
And I don't understand
What sea I dry land
This was something I didn′t plan