Kerosene – Anson SeabraBy Empty bottles on a dusty wooden floorA remedy I’ve tried too many timesEchos in my mind of shouts and slamming doorsI’ve done better with goodbyesNow the sun is heading back into it’s graveIt’s a cold october nightTaste the autumn air and try to find a wayTo keep the dark out of my mindKeroseneKeroseneShe lit me upShe left me numbI call her keroseneLight a candle as I lay me down to sleepWatch the room around me glowListen quietly to wind and rustling the leavesIn the silence I’m at homeIn my dreams I see her sitting by the fireGranite eyes reflect the flamesHumming softly til the embers start to tireA faded memory I savedKeroseneKeroseneShe lit me upShe left me numbI call her keroseneKeroseneKeroseneShe lit me upShe left me numbI call her kerosene www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20