Local Natives - Palms lyrics
[Local Natives - Palms lyrics]
Windmills on the southern plain
Hum your name
49 palms muddled over my words wait for more
Sleep alone start all over
Visions flood my mind so the sins come alive
In the blurring light
Thought I saw your face
Watching broken fingers placed
Blind now we've chased
Sleep alone start all over
A fire then the flood
Could something wrong be something good?
Do you think you should?
I would rather love someone I couldn't touch
Than give us up
Sleep alone start all over
So I dwell on going wild again
I love what you do
But, I can't get out from under you
So I don't try
Sleep alone start all over
So I dwell on going wild again
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