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

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 light bulb

When you turned me on

And it's so nice

Sleeping here all alone

With my ashtray

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