The Matchbox Sign -

Quit gathering your matchbox sign

All the evidence that proves you’re not insane

all the fibers that were bugs before I came

What’s crawling on the window?

My head is pounding, but I see so clearly now

Could be the heat from the afternoon

Or maybe it’s the water

It draws them in and they get too close and drown

It was so easy to go down…

Quit gathering your matchbox sign

All the evidence that proves you’re not insane

all the fibers that were bugs before I came

It’s good to get away

Let’s take the car and drive before it rains

and you drift in to darkness

Quit picking at the fresh ones

they’ll never heal and then the scars won’t ever fade

Just like the guests who came to stay

Quit gathering your matchbox sign

All the evidence that proves you’re not insane

all the fibers that were bugs before I came