[Verse 1] I found a map in my jeans To a place I’ve never been A train card, four bent coins And a name I can’t explain Sunburn on my knuckles Mud still on my shoes I left with half a plan And a pocket full of matches too [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I’m late Maybe I’m lost Maybe the road Is the whole damn cost I hear it calling Under my skin One little spark And I’m gone again [Chorus] Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches I strike one, I’m moving I strike one, I’m out Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches If the night keeps asking I’ll burn my own route [Verse 2] At the corner market I bought a peach and a grin The cashier said, “Where to?” I said, “I’m not sure yet, friend” Little town behind me Dust on the last bus line A hundred old excuses And none of them were mine [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I’m broke Maybe I’m bold Maybe I’m just Too tired to fold I hear it calling Under my skin One little spark And I’m gone again [Chorus] Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches I strike one, I’m moving I strike one, I’m out Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches If the night keeps asking I’ll burn my own route [Bridge] If I fall apart Let it fall in motion If I hit a wall I’ll make a new ocean One small flame In a borrowed hand Turns a scared kid Into a running man [Final Chorus] Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches I strike one, I’m moving I strike one, I’m out Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches If the night keeps asking I’ll burn my own route Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches Watch me disappear Then I come back loud
