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KEROSENE

This is past the aftermath, crystallizing snow at my feet
Whispers through the fire escape threatening to break right through
My all-too-protected eyes

Lipstick stains on scarves of ice
Cities shaped like paradise
But I don’t see a space for me
Here the sun’s like kerosene

And I’m learning how to breathe
To make everything I see
Into fire in my lungs, and light in my eyes
But I’m growing weary and I wish I were wiser now

Waiting for a time that’s right
Counting up the buds on the trees
Working later every night
Thinking of the sparrows in the field who all know what they need

And I’m starting to believe
That no matter where this leads
I can walk through the shadows and make it okay
If I burn like kerosene

Blinking through the morning breeze
Searching for a sign of relief
Somewhere there’s another street with someone else searching like me

[written and performed by Mary Collins]