Half Empty Matchbox

[Verse 1] Cardboard matchbox rests quiet in the drawer’s shade Half the matches gone from the fires that we made Striker strip worn from too many late nights Waiting for a spark that never ignites I slide it open and the remaining ones lean Like all the chances that we never could clean The wood is dry and the heads are still red A quiet collection of things left unsaid [Pre-Chorus] One strike says burn, the other says wait Both living quiet in this undecided state [Chorus] Strike with me slow from this half-empty matchbox Let the flame remind me of the nights that we locked I’m ready and waiting, I’m safe and I’m scared A temporary light that still wants to be shared Light me again till the box runs out dry Turn all my darkness into reasons why This matchbox remembers every spark that we shared Now it only holds the half of me still cared [Verse 2] Ash marks the wood where the fire once lived Like all the moments we never forgave or forgived One half of me wants to strike every last one The other half saves them for when you return The cardboard is soft from the damp of the years Holding the silence that still brings me to tears I close it gently and put it away Still hoping the spark will come back one day [Chorus] Strike with me slow from this half-empty matchbox Let the flame remind me of the nights that we locked I’m ready and waiting, I’m safe and I’m scared A temporary light that still wants to be shared Light me again till the box runs out dry Turn all my darkness into reasons why This matchbox remembers every spark that we shared Now it only holds the half of me still cared [Bridge / Outro] (soft fade) Half-empty matchbox… keep waiting slow… Even when the flame… has nowhere to go…