Burning For the Better
The fire has gone out
But the red embers still burn.
Waiting for a letter,
A sheet, a simple memory.
Words like kerosene
Burning for the better.
I really let myself go
Down the hole this time.
The footsteps back to you,
You count them every time.
Love didn't ruin me
It just made me much more interesting,
At least that's what I told myself.
I don't care what anyone thinks.
Don't remember anything I've said,
Only listen to what I'm saying.
Today's a new day,
But it was warmer yesterday.
Love didn't ruin me;
The man behind the paper.
Words like Kerosene
Burning for the better.
I'm still looking for my savior.
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