Ready

Proof in the past - found like an old note

There between the lines, there's something I know I know

I could tear up now but the feeling's already taken hold

The emptiness has got me by the throat

Saying oh come on strike that match

Over a field of pain and a brittle past

Like a call in the night from a rotary phone

Through the static on the line, the voice says "I know you know"

I could hang it up now but the feeling's already taken hold

The voice on the line reminds me of my own

Saying oh come on strike that match