Kerosene

Wind comes up through the trees

First time softly cleansing breeze

Second time angry I'll at ease, I'll at ease

All ablaze in the western sky

One spark, cruel wind, open fire

Here comes arson with it's violent desire

Kerosene, Kerosene

In the wild west bible story

The devil-like fire comes bathed in glory

Hot wind flush again my skin

Brings back thoughts of wandering

Back from where I first began, back then

Kerosene, Kerosene