You don't want this,
And I'm telling you
Just like it is
An unsteady tower when the wind comes in,
That's what I am
Made of marble and glass and covered in sun
I'm at my best when the nights are long
But by the sea,
Temperamental place to be
I fear overcasts just teasing me
Yes it's the best,
I will admit
Just listen sailor, please
A beach house is perfectly
Troubled as can be
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 7:01 PM UTC
You don't want this,
And I'm telling you
Just like it is
An unsteady tower when the wind comes in,
That's what I am
Made of marble and glass and covered in sun
I'm at my best when the nights are long
But by the sea,
Temperamental place to be
I fear overcasts just teasing me
Yes it's the best,
I will admit
Just listen sailor, please
A beach house is perfectly
Troubled as can be
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