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Nothing's the same. No more amateur videos or wiffle ball games.
No more dirty cleats on the front step sitting proud to be worn every day.
Then the summer rain came, and I heard the game was delayed.
Oh no... it was called off - who would've thought?
Got in our pickup truck. Drove away. Sipped my gatorade.
Electrolytes go to waste. But that's okay, I don't think they did much anyway.
I just wanted to play, yeah.
I just wanted to play, but I guess I'll wait.
I used to hate the summer rain, but now it's something I can barely taste.
No, not at this age. I just wanted to say that I miss you, too.
And you're the reason I stayed here for so long.
I've loved you all along.
But we burned out before we hit the ground.
And all our pictures are still on the wall. As hard as I try I don't remember being that small.
And if you saw us then, yeah, you would've thought we'd grow to be baseball players and astronauts.
Now, our minds - they won't stop playing tricks, telling us dreams are dreams and won't amount to shit.
But that's not how you grow.