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