ZEN

Verse 1 I found a train ticket In my coat last fall, Ink worn to nothing But a thumbprint’s call. I kept it in my pocket Like a secret map, From a station I never Knew I longed to get back. Pre‑Chorus And now I’m walking Past that same old door — Something restless Wants a little more. Oh, I can feel it, Oh, it’s taking hold. One small spark And I’m breaking the mold. Chorus Pocketful of matches, Pocketful of fire. Pocketful of matches — I rise when I catch that spark. Pocketful of matches, I won’t stay small. Pocketful of matches — Watch me burn through every wall. Verse 2 There’s a cracked green sign By the corner store, Kids on borrowed bikes Racing through the storm. I stood there grinning With my shoes untied, Like the whole damn world Finally said, you’re alive. Pre‑Chorus And now I’m breathing Like I stole the light From the heavy shadow That kept me locked tight. Oh, I can feel it, Oh, it’s growing strong. One small spark And the fear is gone. Chorus Pocketful of matches, Pocketful of fire. Pocketful of matches — I rise when I catch that spark. Pocketful of matches, I won’t stay small. Pocketful of matches — Watch me burn through every wall. Bridge If I fall, I fall forward. If I burn, I burn clean. I was made for the moment Between the ash and the green. Oh, oh — Between the ash and the green. Final Chorus Pocketful of matches, Pocketful of fire. Pocketful of matches — I rise when I catch that spark. Pocketful of matches, I won’t stay small. Pocketful of matches — Watch me burn through every wall. Pocketful of matches, Pocketful of fire. Pocketful of matches — I’m finally alive.