Susan Miller Rag

When all the knots' attention keep you from getting loose Relax your love Relax your living And cruise... past the People's Choice and their backwards attitudes. When you're done all sleeping and all your dreams fall through Relax your rush Relax your grieving And lose... yourself in the trill of your woodwind solitude Light in the corners of the room In your Eighth House is a rising moon Better get out of here soon... Far away from the rag trade Far away from this maritime state you're stuck in Relax your law Relax your ego And groove... from the deep-sea dive to the nose-bleed altitudes When you divide the memories outside the photobooth Relax your cause Relax your feeling And choose... not the one that you want but the one they just handed you When the tequila gimmicks start soft but get you juiced Relax your thoughts Relax your breathing And do... what you want, when you want, with whoever you wanted to The sun is eclipsed as silence swoons And you your Eighth House is a darkened room Is it midnight or high noon? Far away from the rag trade Far away from this marathon race you're running Relax your costs And dodge the zeroes And prove... what you think that you can to whoever you needed to Far away from the rag trade Far away from this maritime state Far away from the rag trade Far away from this maritime state you're stuck in ..You're stuck in