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