One Good Match: lyrics
- I pulled the box from underneath the bed,
- Dusting off the years I left unsaid.
- Those pages filled with "maybe" and "someday,"
- Were just a way to look the other way.
- The coffee’s cold, the house is very still,
- I’m tired of climbing up this heavy hill.
- It’s time to take the weight out of my hands,
- And finally let the truth make its demands.
- It only takes one honest decision,
- To cut right through the fog and the revision.
- I finally found the piece that makes a pair,
- A simple little thing that’s always there.
- One good match.
- One good match.
- The wood is dry, the striker’s waiting now,
- I’m trading in the "why" and "if" and "how."
- It isn't loud, it doesn't need a crowd,
- To lift the corner of this heavy shroud.
- A single choice can end a long mistake,
- And heal the parts that weren't supposed to break.
- I’m setting down the pen and all the ink,
- To give myself the room to truly think.
- It only takes one honest decision,
- To cut right through the fog and the revision.
- I finally found the piece that makes a pair,
- A simple little thing that’s always there.
- One good match.
- One good match.
- I used to think that change was hard to hold,
- Something bought or something being sold.
- But now I see it’s quiet and it’s plain,
- Like sunlight coming back after the rain.
- It only takes one honest decision,
- To cut right through the fog and the revision.
- I finally found the piece that makes a pair,
- A simple little thing that’s always there.
- One good match.
- One good match.