Verse 1


When I was born my parents lit a fire, and it burned inside my heart/
They told me I should never hide it, it was there to light up the dark/
But what they didn’t say was that sometimes the darkness hates the light/
I learned that lesson at a cost, and it would change my view on life/

As a boy, I was gentle, soft-spoken, and shy/
I just wanted to be liked, I wouldn’t even hurt a fly/
So I’d do what people asked me to, never stood up for myself/
Let others use and abuse my niceness, to amuse themselves/
I trusted peoples promises, never dreamed that they’d be lying/
And with every new deception I’d spend another night crying/
I learned that people will pretend to like you for a while/
But once you serve your purposes, they’ll ditch you with a smile/
Friendships are relative, and relatives can’t be trusted/
Cuz trusting anyone will only leave you more disgusted/
With each betrayal I felt I failed, my light was starting to dim/
If God had doomed me to this tale, why should I shine for Him?


(Chorus)

When the sun falls asleep/
Give me light, let me see/
Burst with fire, consume me/
Soon we'll see, these shadows weep/
Oh oh ohh/

Verse 2
Fast forward a couple of years, my light is all but gone/
Cynical and jaded, I blew it out to become strong/
Strong enough to fight back, to hurt the ones who hurt me/
If they dare to cross my path, I’ll never show them mercy/
I’ll destroy all those who come too close, they don’t care about me/
I don’t want or need your help, not even if I was drowning/
Tell me what choice I had, living with all these savages?
I’ve taken so much damage that I’m tired of changing these bandages/
My heart is breaking – no it’s broken – it never served me right/
It’s only been a weakness to me, like that stupid light/
And this poison that I’m feeling, it is seeping through my soul/
To the point where now I’m screaming when I’m sleeping, I can’t hold/
It any longer, it’s getting stronger, when did I get so cynical?
I get mad then I’m depressed and it repeats, it’s all so cyclical/
I’m hurting and I’m broken, but knowin that isn’t the key/
It all comes down to whether or not there’s still a spark in me/


(Chorus)


Verse 3
(sound of a match being lit) (music significantly slows for these four lines)
This fire in my heart, used to burn brighter than the sun/
But I put it out and now what’s done, can never be undone/
I’ll carry around these scars and burns as long as I will live/
But I carry something much greater now, the knowledge that God forgives/
(music begins to rise here)
When I was at my lowest, bitter, poisonous, ugly/
God took me in his own, scarred hands, and told me that He loved me/
And the fire in His eyes, reignited my empty soul/
It’s not the way it used to be, it’s just a smoldering coal/
But it’s a start and it’s enough to see exactly where my path is/
So instead of carrying a torch, I’ll bring a box of matches/
And every time the darkness strikes, I’ll strike another match/
And shine my light into the dark, to force the shadows back/
With every act of kindness, a match is being lit/
And I plan to set the world ablaze, never shall I quit/
As Christ forgave my sins, I forgive the world at last/
For this little light of mine, proves that the dark has finally met its



match.