Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song From a Beach House, artist - Ezra Furman. Date of issue: 08.02.2018
Song language: English
From a Beach House |
| And what do we see here |
| Washing up on the beach in November |
| When nobody lives here |
| Because they’ve all left this beach town |
| For the winter |
| Tables and bed frames |
| A complete set of tarnished silver |
| Photographs with no names |
| More items are left with every crash of the grey waves |
| I collect it all over the course of four days |
| Four days |
| Four days alone |
| Hiding in a yellow beach house |
| Full of beetles and stones |
| And a silence that’s freaking me out |
| I broke the phone |
| I didn’t mean to but I broke it |
| The waves sigh and moan |
| I sit on the porch and I hope it |
| Don’t start to rain again |
| I feel muscle pain again |
| I wait for the main event |
| Which is your voice on the phone to me |
| Saying the operation went smoothly |
| And they still can’t kill us, hopefully |
| And you’re in the car on the road to me |
| With your brand new body |