From a Beach House by Ezra Furman
From a Beach House by Ezra Furman

From a Beach House

Ezra Furman * Track #8 On Transangelic Exodus

From a Beach House Lyrics

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

From a Beach House Q&A

Who wrote From a Beach House's ?

From a Beach House was written by Ezra Furman.

Who produced From a Beach House's ?

From a Beach House was produced by Ezra Furman & Tim Sandusky.

When did Ezra Furman release From a Beach House?

Ezra Furman released From a Beach House on Fri Feb 09 2018.

What did Ezra Furman say about "From a Beach House"?

On Consequence of Sound (9/2/18) Ezra Furman talked about the setting of the song:

Deserted New England beach communities in the winter time are good places to hide for a while, if you can get a key to an empty house. Too much time alone makes you go a little crazy, though. Not that I know anything...

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