Thursday, September 29, 2005

This Is What Happens

When I spend too much time alone, I start talking to sad emo songs. About halfway through, I realized that it was sort of weird to be doing the dishes and having a loud conversation with Jets To Brazil. So I transcribed it.

Sea Anemone

The curtain's a sea anemone
Whoa, whoa. What?
in the way it sways
Nice. Nice.
to the slow breeze

I lie spread out on the floor
Oh, poor Blake.
looking at these things
Things are nice, though.
and most of them are yours
That's too bad, geez, I'm sorry.

and it's so nice
What's nice?
sitting very still
Yeah, sitting still's pretty cool.
without those old shoes
Whose old shoes?
I could never fill
Oh...yours.
starfish with its arms out in a daze
Whoa! A starfish? Where did that come from?
staring at the stars
Is it you? I get it. You're the starfish.
through an ocean haze
Yeah, yeah. like your tears. They're both salt water and all that. You're a star.

was I one you wished upon?
burned out like a lightbulb
A lightbulb?
when you turned me on
Good one, good one.
and it's so nice
What's nice?
sleeping here
Yeah, sleeping.
all alone
Ohhh...alone? I'm sorry, Blake.
with my ashtray
(smoker)
and white courtesy telephone
That's actually a nice little phrase. White courtesy telephone.
now I'm making out the shapes
Making out! Awesome! Who are you making out with?
like the shower rod - can it take my weight?
No one. You're going to kill yourself. Don't kill yourself!
I will tell you I am fine
I thought you were going to kill yourself?
I got some news, friend, feels like I'm dying
sounds like it, too.

turtle on its back in the desert sea
Wait, the desert? We were just in the ocean. And your living room.
and you look like a cool drink
Yeah you do.
just slightly out of reach
draw myself into the shell
Oh, you're the turtle.
waiting on a sign from god
The religious turtle.
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
Yay, the lightbulb didn't burn out after all.
it's the first day
Of the rest of your life!
of my second life
take my name off of the lease
Oooohhh...
you can even keep the name it never suited me
Burn!

2 comments:

Erin said...

What's this? A blog? I'm pleased...

oblivions_abyss said...

Not sure if you're blogging anymore, but I read a few entries and was really impressed by your writing. Your Blog is like one long poem, I loved it.