I was buying a tarte au riz

At a family owned bakery, stuttering

French to the sympathetic smile

Behind the glass case bejeweled with confections

When the thin rope around my waist

Yanked me through the window

Smashing the store front

When the thin rope around my waist

Yanked me through the window

Smashing the store front

I was dragged along the cobblestone

Through and beyond the countryside

I was met by Atlantic breath

I was skipped on wavеs

At the whims of the ocean

I was battling crеst and fetch

Smashing my body, smashing my face

I was battling crest and fetch

I was battling crest and fetch

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied, but still your pet

Until finally, your loving arms I met

Bruised and bloodied