Beach Comber
Real Estate Lyrics
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You keep on searchin'
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You keep repeatin'
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
But what you find
Ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You won't be happy
Call your office on the phone
You can't say you won't be coming home
You fell into
Vacation zone
Oh, oh, oh
Real Estate's song, 'Beach Comber' is a story of a person who is endlessly searching for something that is just beyond their reach. The opening lines, "What you want is just outside your reach, You keep on searchin'" suggest an internal struggle that is part of human nature - a constant search for something that is just beyond our grasp. The song employs the metaphor of beachcombing as it compares life to searching for treasures on a beach.
The chorus line, "While you're waiting for that sound, Apparatus to the ground," reflects the theme of the song about the relentlessness of the search. The character in the song is so committed to finding something, that it becomes almost compulsive in their pursuit. The line "You're stealing from the lost and found" suggests that the character is willing to do anything to find this elusive treasure. Yet, in the end, the treasure ends up being something completely different from what they had originally envisioned.
At the end of the song, the character finds a Rolex watch in the sand, and suddenly, everything is worth it. There is a sense of triumph, but also a sense of longing that is palpable in the music. The song is a beautiful reminder of how our search for meaning and purpose can often lead us down unexpected paths. Through its use of metaphors and poetic imagery, 'Beach Comber' explores the complexity of human aspiration and desire.
Line by Line Meaning
What you want is just outside your reach
You desire something that seems beyond your grasp
You keep on searchin'
You continue to look for what you desire
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You are strolling on the sand in Pensacola
You keep repeatin'
You repeatedly go through the motions of your search
While you're waiting for that sound
As you anticipate discovering something valuable
Apparatus to the ground
A device that could help you find what you seek is on the sand
You're stealing from the lost and found
You are sifting through lost items to claim as your own
But what you find
However, the item you discover
Ain't what you had in mind
Is not what you were hoping for
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't stop searching until you uncover something valuable, like a Rolex watch
You won't be stopping
You will not pause in your search
Until that solid gold is in your hand
Only when you obtain something of great worth, like a bar of solid gold, will you be satisfied
You won't be happy
Your desire for wealth will never be satiated
Call your office on the phone
You will even neglect your work and other responsibilities because of your desire
You can't say you won't be coming home
You cannot guarantee that you will return home on time because you are obsessed with the search for riches
You fell into
You have fallen into
Vacation zone
A mental state of fixation with finding valuables that takes you away from your normal life
Oh, oh, oh
An expression of the futility of the search for satisfaction in material possessions
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: Martin Courtney
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@mahratunsamha8584
lyrics-
What you want is just outside your reach
You keep on searchin'
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You keep repeatin'
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
But what you find
Ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You'll be happy
Call your office on the phone
Say you won't be coming home
You fell into
Vacations on our own
@noorabdulhadi5190
What you want is just outside your reach
You keep on searchin'
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You keep repeatin'
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
But what you find
ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You won't be happy
Nah, call your office on the phone
You can't say you won't be coming home
You fell into vacations on a-oh-oh-oh [?]
@fabihanazat6200
What you want is just outside your reach
You keep on searchin'
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You keep repeatin'
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
But what you find
Ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You won't be happy
Call your office on the phone
You can't say you won't be coming home
You fell into
Vacation zone
Oh, oh, oh
@Grafita
What you want is just outside your reach
You keep on searching
You were walking on that Pensacola Beach
You keep repeating
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
And what you find
Ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You won't be happy
Call your office on the phone
To say you won't be coming home
You fell into a vacation hole
Lo que quieres está fuera de alcance
No paras de buscar
Estabas andando en esa playa de Pensacola
No paras de repetir
Mientras esperas a ese sonido
Aparato apuntando al suelo
Estás robando de objetos perdidos
Y lo que encuentras
No es lo que tenías en mente
Hasta que encuentres tu Rolex en la arena
No pararás
Hasta que ese oro macizo este en tus manos
No serás feliz
Llama a tu oficina por teléfono
Para decir que no volverás a casa
Caiste en un agujero de vacaciones
@PatrickPierceBateman
A heart-rending song that fills me with a nostalgic sense of joy. Thank you, Real Estate.
@thisbreadisfine567
Now lets see Paul Allens heart-rending song that fills you with a nostalgic sense of joy
@connorshortt7711
Whether you like the characters on the show or not, this show has one of the best soundtracks from any show I know, so you can hardly call it an abomination, anyway, the show has very smart moments, and depth.
@greenleaph5145
Unfinished. Gaudí, to his credit, never gave up on his dream. But that's not usually how it goes. Usually it isn't a speeding bus that keeps the brown, pointy, weird church from getting built. Most of the time it's just too difficult, too expensive, too scary. It's only once you've stopped that you realize how hard it is to start again, so you force yourself not to want it. But it's always there. And until you finish it, it will always be...[You know the rest =)]
@AmanSharma-uk1he
HIMYM <3 BEST SERIES EVER
@RetroVzqz9313
Sadly our World runs on this... Always pushing forward... Things left unsaid and unfinished... It's cliché to be genuine and honest... It's laughed upon to finish what you started... It's unattractive to not want to be a trend setter... Hipster, Retro, Out Of Touch With Reality or A Reject Of Society... Call it what you will... But as for me I'm fine with this... Our collective existence moves too Fast for my taste... Sometimes I just want it to slow down or to be able to freeze frame life's noteworthy moments... And be able to live in them... The Human Race thinks it's moving forward but at what cost? Where is Compassion? Where is Communication? Where is Humanity? I personally fell we've lost a lot in our drive towards a perceived "Perfection"...
@finnsd8346
@Grace Kathryn "I am not easy to get". ;3
@josetrejo5144
This song brings me back to my childhood when i had no worries. It takes me happy and sad when I listen to this song.
@mahratunsamha8584
lyrics-
What you want is just outside your reach
You keep on searchin'
You're walking down that Pensacola beach
You keep repeatin'
While you're waiting for that sound
Apparatus to the ground
You're stealing from the lost and found
But what you find
Ain't what you had in mind
Until you find your Rolex in the sand
You won't be stopping
Until that solid gold is in your hand
You'll be happy
Call your office on the phone
Say you won't be coming home
You fell into
Vacations on our own
@TheDutchDudettes
This is my soundtrack for the summer! Great tune, great band!