Beach Front Property Lyrics

Born to run with a heedless sense of motion

Splitting hairs like the splitting of an ocean

Another hour n it'll all be gone

Greyed out skies just to string you along

I am the dust that I will likely choke on

My feet are lead and my ears are filled with concrete

I'll bite my tongue and move out to the country

I'll beg the question and you'll bend the truth

You're moving on up now but what's the use?

What's next depends on where you're looking

Fall into a state of abstract acceptance

Of things you know you cannot change

We're left with platitudes of love and devotion

And world that's sold to us through shame

Stuck between decision and deflection

Your eyes are cold and there's no sense of direction

Another prophet, another arrogant death

She just got off the phone and there's nothing left

Keep on turning to the things you think you know best

Fall into a state of abstract acceptance

Of things you know you cannot change

We're left with platitudes of love and devotion

And world that's sold to us through shame

Fall into a world that's void of all context

A vacuum, a place stuck in between

You're left with another disappointing vacation

And a receding view of beach front property

Death and regeneration

Are born inside the home

Do you forgive poor Judas

Who lives inside your bones?

Another summer full of ash

Another silly song

The circular progression

Of everything gone wrong