I wrote this on vacation in California in the car.
Matchbox
matchbox opens lighting blue
from all the heat of hot pursuit
and lights the pain of solitude
textbook filled with words and words
the pages spilled out nothing good
enough to kill the teacher's mood
so cling you on...
open hearts and open streets
the love of God is all you need
so then why do we all bleed?
matchbox opens lighting blue
from all the heat of hot pursuit
and lights the pain of solitude
so cling you on
so cling you on and on
so cling you on and on and on and on
so cling you on...