by Hannah Frank | HannahFrankMusic.com
Tampa Red and Django by Ferro
a cold rainy November night is on the way.
The sequins and lace around my heart
will be traded for burlap,
my ears meanwhile will smoke peyote
and go to New Mexico.
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