Palms

[Verse 1]
She thinks the cracks in her tiny hands [?]
And they're just streaks to be recognized, whoa
Shorter than [?], she sighs
As she traces a mark with her finger, with her fingernail, oh

[Chorus]
Swept up on the chemtrails and things in the water
'Cause she watches her tiny hands over and over
And she don't see our love
Whoa, she's so concerned with the length of her fate line
Oh, and I'm just passing her by

[Verse 2]
She thinks that her own phone is tapped
And they're listening while I'm trying to say... nevermind
And time is goin' away like [?] shoulders
Dreading the days as she's getting older
She's reading her horoscope while I'm trying to look in her eyes, whoa

[Bridge]
Each day she grows paler than bone because she's happier when she's alone
And each day I know she's a little bit closer than me

[Chorus]
Swept up on the chemtrails and things in the water
She watches her tiny hands over and over
And she don't see our love
Whoa, and she's so concerned with the length of her fate line
Oh, and I'm just passing her by

[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Whoa, whoa