Jets to Brazil - Sea Anemone

The curtain's a sea anemone
in the way it sways to the slow breeze
I lie spread out on the floor
looking at these things
and most of them are yours.

And it's so nice sitting very still
Without those old shoes I could never fill.

Starfish with its arms out in a daze
staring at the stars through an ocean haze
Was I one you wished upon?
Burned out like a lightbulb when you turned me on

And it's so nice sleeping here all alone
With my ashtray and white courtesy telephone.
Now I'm making out the shapes
like the shower rod - can it take my weight?
I will tell you I am fine
I got some news, friend, feels like I'm dying.

Turtle on its back in the desert sea
and you look like a cool drink just slightly out of reach
Draw myself into the shell
waiting on a sign from god or a nod from hell

And it's so nice sitting very still
without those old shoes I could never fill
Now we're turning on the lights
It's the first day of my second life
Take my name off of the lease
You can even keep the name, it never suited me.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Jets
• to
• Brazil
• sea
• anemone

[HandInGl0ve]

This song destroys me.

[lukerr87]

This song really hits me hard for some reason. The lyrics are pure poetry, they're so beautiful,

[thineleachbath]

@theconnman9 just do it

[theconnman9]

"Now I'm making out the shapes, like the shower rod - can it take my weight?"

How am I even supposed to try to cope with lyrics as sad and incredible as that?