The Promise Ring - Scenes from France

I sleep quite violently waking warm with thunder
And I'm the magician's girl.
Buttoning my cuffs at the wrist,
And split from my neck to my knees,

How badly I photograph.
To dream of a duel, speaking furious in Latin, the scald scar of water.
Woke snug as a virgin quietly humming.

Written by:
SCOTT THOMAS BESCHTA, DANIEL JOHN DIDIER, JASON P GNEWIKOW, DAVID S VON BOHLEN

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