This came to me before I slept yesterday:
I have got a match in my hand, and I want to strike the box
I want to light it and see it burn.
I have got two matches in my hand, and I want to strike the box
I want to light them and see them ablaze.
I have three matches in my hand, and I want to strike the box
I want to set them alight, and brighten the night.
I have four matches in my hand, and I want to strike the box
I want to let them burn, and see my fire everywhere.
I have five matches in my hand, and I will strike the box.
For now is the time that I will go away, in a blaze of glory.