Dog Days (Opening Day)
I'm giving up today
It's 10am and I'm staring at the ceiling fan
The fences that we're swinging for seem to be drifting
Further away deep into the distance each time that we're at the plate
And we're striking out
I'm withering away
The whole part of me is ironically a fraction on display
You can see it in the bags that hang under my eyes
I'm going grey, I'm only 25- Jesus Chrust
I've only lived about a quarter-life
It break your heart, it's meant to from the start
A pennant race but we lost the chase
In the dog days here we are
Dragging on, shadows growing long
Stranded on base far from the gates
We'll wait til' next year
We'll wait til' next year
The joy in the boxscore dies through the season
Cheers from the crowd slowly turn into crickets
I long for the spot-light, I'm chasing that feeling
Of us in the backyard- life had its meaning
We were in it together- now we're torn at the seams
Fighting for something- now we're down on our knees
But on Opening Day we had hope we had faith
Destined for so much more
But on Opening Day we had hope we had fait
I want to be so much more
It break your heart, it's meant to from the start
A pennant race but we lost the chase
In the dog days here we are
Dragging on, shadows growing long
Stranded on base far from the gates
We'll wait til' next year
We'll wait til' next year
It's 10am and I'm staring at the ceiling fan
The fences that we're swinging for seem to be drifting
Further away deep into the distance each time that we're at the plate
And we're striking out
I'm withering away
The whole part of me is ironically a fraction on display
You can see it in the bags that hang under my eyes
I'm going grey, I'm only 25- Jesus Chrust
I've only lived about a quarter-life
It break your heart, it's meant to from the start
A pennant race but we lost the chase
In the dog days here we are
Dragging on, shadows growing long
Stranded on base far from the gates
We'll wait til' next year
We'll wait til' next year
The joy in the boxscore dies through the season
Cheers from the crowd slowly turn into crickets
I long for the spot-light, I'm chasing that feeling
Of us in the backyard- life had its meaning
We were in it together- now we're torn at the seams
Fighting for something- now we're down on our knees
But on Opening Day we had hope we had faith
Destined for so much more
But on Opening Day we had hope we had fait
I want to be so much more
It break your heart, it's meant to from the start
A pennant race but we lost the chase
In the dog days here we are
Dragging on, shadows growing long
Stranded on base far from the gates
We'll wait til' next year
We'll wait til' next year
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Writer(s): Andrew Cunningham
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