Lyrics
Sharp cold, so dark, it's a new day my hand me down shoes
Experiencing a harsh, cold environment, starting a new day with worn-out shoes.
Bruised by the landscape abused, corroding when the snow comes
Feeling battered and affected by the surroundings, deteriorating when snow arrives.
Frostbite on my face it hurts, but I'm feeling so numb
Suffering from frostbite, physical pain contrasts with emotional numbness.
I see food from a window view crept along cold and I'm blue
Observing food from a distance, feeling cold and despondent with nothing but matches.
Nothing in my pockets, but matches for a flame so I strike a match and feel the warmth
Using matches for warmth, finding solace in the flame despite the lack of resources.
Smell ashes in the alleyway, God, an infinite when it's lit
Smelling ashes, reflecting on the divine when the match is lit, escaping reality temporarily.
I forget the howling wind and the situation I'm in
Forgetting troubles in the warmth, momentarily escaping difficulties.
As fast as the fire warms the faster it dies out
Realizing the transient nature of comfort, as warmth fades quickly.
My fingers are frozen under these clouds
Struggling in freezing conditions, fingers numb under ominous clouds.
Striking matches on the wall
Metaphorically striking matches on the wall, hesitating and feeling stuck.
I'm stalling, but I'm falling like some leaves, but the matches to the wall
Falling like leaves, seeking freedom by attaching matches to the wall.
Makes me feel so free Dear ghosts, do you see through
Feeling liberated, addressing ghosts, pondering on identity and transformation.
Do you see me becoming you
Questioning visibility and connection with spiritual entities.
God have mercy on me
Pleading for mercy from a higher power.
I'm on my last few matches, forgive me for my sins
Running out of options, acknowledging sins with dwindling matches.
I'm reflecting on my actions
Contemplating and remorseful about past actions.
Just let me live just one more match so I can strike it again
Begging for one more chance to relight a match, seeking personal illumination.
So I can see my own light when my time ends
Desiring self-awareness and enlightenment before facing the end.
And I lay there shedding tears, but they're freezing on my flesh
Expressing emotional vulnerability, tears freezing on the body.
As the ice hits my ears. all I do is smile I've been through all my trials
Smiling through trials, acknowledging personal growth in adversity.
My corpse will be recycled into soil in this cycle
Reflecting on life's cyclical nature, anticipating a return to the earth.
Nothing in my pockets, but matches for a flame so I strike a match and feel the warmth
Repeating the theme of finding warmth in matches amid emptiness.
Smell ashes in the alleyway, God
Recalling the scent of ashes, a reminder of the divine.
And now I'm dead, blooming into flowers
Metaphorically transitioning into a new existence after death.
Growing in my roots, spreading every hour painful memories devoured
Symbolizing growth, memories becoming nourishment for future experiences.
When they left like seeds
Comparing departed individuals to seeds, contributing to the growth of new experiences.
Helping grow hurt into new flowers
Describing the role of pain in fostering personal growth.
On nights like these
Highlighting the cyclical nature of pain, especially on certain nights.
Pain comes and goes, but life is so precious
Acknowledging the transient nature of pain and valuing the preciousness of life.
So I light a match to send out a message
Using a match as a metaphorical message, a torch in difficult circumstances.
A torch in the wreckage
Reflecting on actions and seeking answers amidst wreckage.
Strike a match for an answer
Striking a match as a symbolic act to find solutions or understanding.
I'm writing in pain
Expressing pain through writing, a cathartic process.
I'm writhing in pain
Conveying intense pain and suffering.
Our hurt is the same
Emphasizing shared pain and common human experiences.
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