Tekster: Cake. Palm Of Your Hand.

When the house was standing
You'd never have believed it
When the house was standing
You'd never have believed
The bricks and mortar, have all given way
At first, they resisted, but then they began to sway

How can you say, forever, is at your command?
How can you say, the future's in the palm, in the palm of your hand?

When the house was standing
You'd never have believed it
When the house was standing
You'd never have believed
That gaping hole, was, once a foundation
Where you stand now were tools in a basement and

How can you say, forever, is at your command?
How can you say, the future's in the palm, in the palm of your hand?