Proof in the past - found like an old note
There between the lines, there's something I know I know
I could tear up now but the feeling's already taken hold
The emptiness has got me by the throat
Saying oh come on strike that match
Over a field of pain and a brittle past
Like a call in the night from a rotary phone
Through the static on the line, the voice says "I know you know"
I could hang it up now but the feeling's already taken hold
The voice on the line reminds me of my own
Saying oh come on strike that match
Over a field of pain and a brittle past
I was ready
The fire in my mind it was spreading
I was willing to burn down this house we had built
And I swore I would take this all with me
I was ready
Now the fire in my heart and my belly
I was willing to burn every bridge we had built
And I swore I could take this whole city
I kept having this dream where darkness circled me and I couldn't talk
I curled up and waited for help for so long no one ever showed up
That same hollow feeling set in just like back when I was a kid
The nights went away with the days but that darkness never did
Saying oh come on light that spark
Over a dying hope and a brittle heart
I was ready
The fire in my mind - it was spreading
I was willing to burn down this house we had built
And I swore I would take this all with me
I was ready
Now the fire in my heart and my belly
I was willing to burn every bridge we had built
And I swore I would take this whole city
Then a kind woman came to me
To save me from myself and rewrote the dream
Like a mother, a sister a friend
Spoke softly
And said "you can't quench a fire by soaking it with gasoline
You can't quench a fire by soaking it with gasoline"
Nobody sang, no hallelujah
Just the static on the line
And a light that slowly shines and passes through us
Nobody sang, no rousing chorus
Just the past we leave behind
And the light that softly shines before us, before us