From A Beach House Lyrics - Ezra Furman

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 

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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 

Photos 

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