[song] LADY-LIKE COMPOSURE

ALL this fussing, for no good how, and all necessary cussing can make a woman wild with a percussing vow!PrologueEyes follow you to the light spot jackets rustling laugh or two, a stomach knot, shoes scuffling tables clank and clot. 💨Verse 1A dark little arrangementSinging in a hollow diveManners are on the song listOn stage and in life will deprive Highlights and low lights ambience of well-spoken jive‘Cause the world doesn’t always know what to do with me.ChorusToo deep for shallow watersToo wise for surface talkToo attuned to the unseenTo keep on that walkLady- like, Lady- Like, Lady-Like ComposureVerse 2A dark little arrangementChasing the run in your stockingLegs like fancy folded napkinsDon’t come easy when the old self diesPretending to be solid not wise‘Cause the world doesn’t always what to make of me.BridgeLonging for my place to beWhen all along Mother EarthBorn, already gave me the keyBut, the world does not always know what to do with meBut, the world does not always know what to do with me.Verse 3Too deep for shallow watersToo wise for surface talkToo attuned to the unseenMisunderstood by the ones that mockLady- like, Lady- Like, Lady-Like composure.Verse 4A dark little arrangementSinging in a hollow diveKeeping my voice in the background, quietNo more guessing that lieI know the depths of my riotNo matter if the world doesn’t know what to make of me.ChorusToo deep for shallow watersToo wise for surface talkToo attuned to the unseenMisunderstood by the ones that squawkLady-like, Lady-like, Lady-like composerComposure, Composure, Composer, ComposureLady-Like, Lady-like, Lady-Like me!The traverse up to the stage, is where a strange corruption tries to bend you. A red carpet of sorts, and all the while the integrity lies within us to make that walk transformative or swamp. Life is a comedic stage in tragic stages.US women, we have a lot to CUSS ABOUT! So here we are, doing our work and still no matter how many pickets we’re still fighting our way. Slapping the hands that grope. Letting go of the rope that limits. You have your dignity, your talents, your magnificent instinct…so what is your stage? Fatal? Or Transforming? This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit lauralasottile.substack.com/subscribe