Lyrics

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