Kerosene Dreams

Peace loves the calm waters
I carry my words in my hands
Sleeping in your quarters
I bury my face in your plans

Featherbed bear, is it fair now?
I don't want a ticket to the court for me to lose
This is a free-fallin'
Drop off a falcon in flight
Fog in the night forming
I can be whatever you want, right?

Featherweight fighter in a ring now
I don't wanna trip up on a wire too soon
Trees love the wet summer
I carry my heart in a bag
Covered in brown paper
If you put a lighter to that

Paper fire, nine years and no sound
I don't wanna talk about it, I don't wanna lose
Kerosene dreams, there's enough scenes
I don't wanna think about it, I don't wanna bruise

Paper fire, nine years and no sound
I don't wanna talk about it, I don't wanna lose
Kerosene dreams, there's enough scenes
I don't wanna think about it, I don't wanna bruise