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Beach House
Beach House


Информация
Откуда Baltimore, Maryland, USA
Жанры Indie Rock
Dream Pop
Baroque Pop
Lo-Fi
Shoegaze
Годы 2004—н.в.
Лейблы Bella Union
Sub Pop
Carpark Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Victoria Legrand
Alex Scally



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Devotion (26.02.2008)
26.02.2008
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Home Again
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You're humming tomorrow's nursery rhyme
But you're singing the only words you know
Would you cry if I lie 'til the day ....

I chose it
You're ringing the only wedding bell
And we're swimming the seas we know so well

I tried to stay in line in our deaths
In our heads
Oh, but your wish is my command...
Oh, is your heart still mine for sale?
I'd like yours, here is mine.

I chose it
You're ringing the only wedding bell
And we're swimming the seas we know so well

I tried to stay in line in our deaths
In our heads
Oh, but your wish is my command...

. . .


Invite your sister
Into the garden
All cannot play
Fist full of wild flowers
Hand picked by someone
Who nearly fell

Ahhh, Ahhh

Friend foe or feather
If we roll together
Give my gift to you
In all kinds of weather
Ff not now not ever
Please do not go

Hands over your eyes
Recalling your size
Is it the right time
For the game we play
In all kinds of weather
If not now not ever
This is the right time
For a holiday

La, La, La, La

You came to me
In my dreams
And you spoke of everything
Sweeter than the days that I was breathing
How on earth did anything...

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Man, you got a lot of jokes to tell
So you throw your baby's banners down the well
Give a little more than you like
Pick apart the past, you're not going back
Don't you waste your time
No, oh, oh, oh

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a

Sure, you've got a handle on the past
It's why you keep your little lovers in your lap
Give a little more than you like
Pick apart the past, you're not going back
So don't you waste your time
No, oh, oh, oh

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a

Hoping for the last ship to arrive
I've been blessed with a kingdom, half-mine

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a

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Down the hill I'd hoped that I'd find
Something I could rest my hands on
In the distance sun is setting
Feel I'm jumping over hedges

By the dock of the pond Turtle Island
I will wait for you there creeping silently
I can keep you right behind me all my days in the…

In the waters tracing features
Did they scare hardened creatures?
In that murky green reflection
Did they warn you of dissection?

How? What? Why? When?

By the dock of the pond Turtle Island
I will wait for you there creeping silently
I can keep you right behind me all my days in the…

How I want Olive (our love?) to know
That inside me she will always grow
In all colors and sizes
You will always remain

By the dock of the pond Turtle Island
By the dock of the pond Turtle Island
I can keep you right behind me all my days in the sun

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In the night I called your
Name - heart of mine
One letter at a time.
I'll be found in a
Land of savages
Ah-h...

Maybe you
Don't know what you've got,
Spent yer money on
Desert lots -
Holy dances and acronyms
For her.

Bury your maps, they'll find
All you pots and pans
Cross all your hands, one
Finger at a time
You'll be found in a
Land of savages ah-h...

Maybe you don't know what
You've got,
Husk to hide and I know you're
Not, spending money
On a desert rose -
Holy dances and acronyms
For bones.

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I was sitting on a rock, just
waiting for a key
to sleep inside the house
of old serenity

So I climbed onto your altar
begged, please don't let me falter,
we'll put our oaths at stake
in a heaven that all icicles make.

All my devotion,
compelled by an ocean,
of all the years to come
of all the years to come

So we'll work until the night is quite
what once all our dreams were like;
doing all the housework, returning all the
schoolbooks, for good

Let's go on pretending that the light
is neverending -
we still have the summers
to be good to one another, yay hey

. . .


In your heart of chambers
Where you sit
With your picture books
And your ancient wit
In that nook I found you
So old and tired
Would you be the one to carry me?
I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to love again

Made our iron bed side
Cold as graves
So we stoke the organs
That may comfort grace
And they conjured spirits
To make you smile
Would you be my long time baby?

I'd like to be someone
You could finally learn to
Breathe
At our sides
Let's take the time
To mend these smiles
To get them
Could make it home
Love is surprises
Live our own lives

In our beds we're the lucky ones
Filled with the sun
In our beds we're the lucky ones
Fill us with the sun

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your picture
is still
on my wall
on my wall
the colors are bright
bright as ever
the red is strong
the blue is true
some things last a long time
some things last a long time

your picture
is still
on my wall
on my wall
I think
about you
often
often
I can't forget all the things we did
some things last a long time
some things last a long time

it's funny
but it's true
and it's true
but it's not funny
time comes and goes
all the while
I still think of you
some things last a long time

your picture
is still
on my wall
on my wall
the colors
are bright
bright
as ever
things that we did
all we forget
some things last a life time
some things last a life time

. . .


Come over to my house
I'll pour some tea for us
one sugar or two
Your hand is right in front of me,
your finger fragilely, holy on
my side

Faster than an astronaut
who's coming home to what
he left long ago
I've made this brand new bed for
you, I trust the things we do,
holy or not

Open the gate cause you're already late,
at the end of the lane, is a glass of
lemona-ade, keep or the path when
you hear the laugh, in the white of her
Palm is your heart!

I'll be brave for a while
I won't bring you down
anymore than you are

Please, be my baby, don't mean
maybe or not, look out the
window, there's a bright
yellow cat...

. . .


Where did you come from
You're no stranger
How I know
you will return
so I won't be sad
D.A.R.-L.I.N.
G - .....

In that harbor of a room
you'll find your anchor soon
in the parting of our ways
may it never happen
any way

In the highest blackened moon
there'd be more life
in the right shade of our
sighs, Death!, be gone!
D.A.R.-L.I-N.G.-.. ..

In that harbor of a room
you'll find your anchor soon
in the parting of our ways
may it never happen
anyway...

All of your charms
couldn't keep you from...

. . .

Home Again

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