When I light a match
To scorch away the snow mounts creeping things
When I light a match
To scorch away the snow mounts creeping things
She goes away
Flows from me
Too freely (x2)
I am brown dirt
Left upon the shore
Where boats they once came
To leave what now remains (x2)
And I am here (x2)
I came into it but real soon
Go to find some other tree bark
To walk another block
To sit on for a while
She goes away
Flows from me
Too freely (x2)
I am brown dirt
Left upon the shore
Where boats they once came
To leave what now remains (x2)
And I am here (x2)
I came into it but real soon
Go to find some other tree bark
To walk another block
To sit on for a while
Until the days are done
The days are done