OH FUCK!......that was my last match
and I didn’t have another,
So I chopped up what was left
of my sister and my brother

I put them in a tin can
I found upon the shelf
of faded dreams and memories
from within my inner self

I slowly pulled my teeth out and laid them in a row
and asked them where they came from
as if I didn’t know

My tongue fell out like a slippery slide
as the words fell out of my mouth
and my ears turned round
to a silent sound that pointed North and South

I listened to my eyebrows sing
a pshycogiptian song
you think that’s strange well here’s a thing
my future danced along
the fine line that separates
the shadows from the sun
where the soul is just a memory
on the way to kingdom come

So what am I going to do
now that I have no match
say a prayer and grow my hair and hope a plan will hatch?

I’ve had enough of doing
the endless Karma dance
Where things are not quite what you thought
way back at that first glance

Time is the thief of days we miss
the keeper of the sand
that makes it hard to hold the moments
that keep falling through my hands

I wonder if in my next life
as a starburst out in space
I’ll be able to remember the feeling
of my past lives embrace

So back to where I started
to that stupid soggy match
I left out in the rain last night
along with all my stash

Now I feel all paranoid because I am so straight
I found a god, forgot myself and left it up to fate
who doesn’t really give a toss if I live or die
so I drew a picture of myself in which I tried to hide

The picture turned into a mirror
and I guess you know the rest
you cannot hide from what’s inside
all though we try our best

I have no match, I have no light,
I have no way to see
but I’ll always have a memory
of the love between you and me