Gordon Downie - Secret Path Songtexte

She gave me matches
Seven wooden matches
She put them into a small slim glass jar
With a screw top lid

I fingered that jar
I put it in my pocket
She said. "Can't go in the woods without them."
I smiled at her and left

And I kept them dry
And as long as there were six
I'd be fine
As long as there were five

Matches in that jar
Mile after mile
On the chick-chick chick-chick sound of the matches
On the memory of her smile

I kept them dry
And as long as there were five
I'd be fine
As long as there were four

Matches in that jar
With a screw top lid
I know she did not mean to hurt my feelings
But that's what she did

And I kept them dry
And as long as there were three
I'd be fine
As long as there were two

Matches in that jar