old pine floors shellac and sun newly poured some clothes saved
from missed heart sailing in mortar and plank
there was a kid i knew as a boy
now is the beauty i hold on
were we met here flying apart fast
your better truth dear
arm in arm trees and grain
nothing same
matter can be time
south facing windows
body infinite stretching eyes sift gold
brick ships for miles we ask we hear
(beach house released teen dream in 2010)