Seth Glier - Book Of Matches lyrics
[Seth Glier - Book Of Matches lyrics]
One, two, three
Caught my breath like a submarine
Smelled the fear and kerosene
Everybody keeps their life too clean
So I'm gonna watch it burn
Folks are fun and people real pretty
It's hard to find love in paradise city
The name, the shame, the pride, and pity
Well I'm gonna watch it turn
Fair Street blazing faces look like chrome
Fourteen sleepy heads
Watch the burning of their homes
And children crying kicking down the latches
I can hear my heart
Right before the fire catches
Light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned
Watch the fire take control
Prayed for rain, for the roof to hold
The O'Brians brought us coats for
The cold in December
I saw my dad weep as the walls gave away
We thought about the sofa and the
Jar of money he had saved
The kitchen table and all the
Love he left behind
And then he looked at mom and smiled
Said they'll be with me the whole time
So light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned
Light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned waiting to be turned
Caught my breath like a submarine
Smelled the fear and kerosene
Everybody keeps their life too clean
So I'm gonna watch it burn
Folks are fun and people real pretty
It's hard to find love in paradise city
The name, the shame, the pride, and pity
Well I'm gonna watch it turn
Fair Street blazing faces look like chrome
Fourteen sleepy heads
Watch the burning of their homes
And children crying kicking down the latches
I can hear my heart
Right before the fire catches
Light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned
Watch the fire take control
Prayed for rain, for the roof to hold
The O'Brians brought us coats for
The cold in December
I saw my dad weep as the walls gave away
We thought about the sofa and the
Jar of money he had saved
The kitchen table and all the
Love he left behind
And then he looked at mom and smiled
Said they'll be with me the whole time
So light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned
Light it up, let it go
Light up everything we think we know
Burn it down, all attachments
Burn right through the safety catches
We are all book of matches
Waiting to be turned waiting to be turned