The Starfish and The Flounder

Teach me how to hang on

And I'll show you how to let go

The world's too tough for soft teeth

And blood's too bitter for the unseasoned.

You tell me how to build my castle now

But first you'll have to love my hollow ground

Or else I might just have to walk it

For no home can stand on it for long

When the shark bites, I die with dignity

All innocent, red blooded, quaint.

Yet, starfish cuts his own limbs off

Gets on with life just fine

Only it's not him anymore;

He's left his softest parts behind him.

Show me how you let go

And I'll teach you how I hang on.