Miles above your circumstance  There's water on your mind  I've wrestled with convictions  And I've settled with the tide    It's more or less uncertainty  But still you play the game  A pedicure won't change the score  But all of this will fade    So low, better get on  Everything's stopped (down)  So slow, better get on  Everything's slowed down     Take a bath with consecrated water   From the shrine  And wash away the mud of all the  Miles you left behind    Triplicates and wedding rings  Both lethal to obtain  So batten down the credit cards  The devil's in the den