Broken like a mirror
Were pieces of you and me
Reflecting light fissures
Trial of this century
We stand at the forefront
Frothing and philistine
Before the sun sets you'll forget
You were fashion and spring
You can only be hurt by what you love
Life after dance, a modern cause
Before the sun sets, you'll die with your dance
When they send (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
She was sky at the door
I wanted to see how he'd changed
The walls were all there but four holes
Where my painting should hang
A ruin of pay per month
No longer at this address
We haven't done much, she said
Aware of the emptiness
You can only be hurt by what you love
Life after dance, a modern cause
Before the sun sets, you'll die with your dance
When they send (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
Home is the place
You can never go back when you leave
Guys tending the flowers
While you're out pulling the weeds
You can fly back to town
And hang out like a ghost in a sheet
But what is the point
When you can no longer be seen?
You can only be hurt by what you love
Life after dance, a modern cause
Before the sun sets, you'll be smoking again
When they send (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
You'll know which one to rest
When they greet them with a kiss