Aromas from Haunting Ground by Elbury

Me and my brother, a day like any other
We stretch, lounge and moan.
The heat from the oven fills up the kitchen
With a smell that stirs our bones.

Oh, where do they go
Details fade, only aromas remain
In my mind.

Me and my sister, brother, father, mother we'd
Gather 'round summer time
Sugar and spice scents warm like togetherness
Feeling, take in warm air and wine.

Oh, where do they go
Details fade, only aromas remain
In my mind.

Oh and it slips up on you
Quiet-like.
You fall down a rabbit hole,
Dig around back there
Until the memory’s whole.
Old rooms, comfort food,
There's something about perfume
It strikes a chord of when
We were back then.

Years later, life is a roundabout
People arriving and then they're checking out.
To me, always, kerosene in the air
Is the smell of you leaving.

The Christmas beetle slowly saunters in again
On a sultry Saturday evening.
Campfire burns to the morning and
Camphor laurel greets us.

Oh, where do they go
Details fade, only aromas remain
In my mind.

Oh and it slips up on you
Quiet-like.
You fall down a rabbit hole,
Dig around back there
Until the memory’s whole.
Old rooms, comfort food,
There's something about perfume
It strikes a chord of when
We were back then.

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