Song | Play Ball! |
Artist | Modern Baseball |
Album | Cool Shoes. Records presents: The Vaticomp |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
These words were thrown together | |
When I still had my faith in hand | |
Kept it in my back pocket | |
With the change I had to spare | |
Swim through the skies when it’s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes | |
Reminds me of the trees | |
But I shouldn’t have to say this to you | |
No, You know how to live life | |
This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
Means everything to me now | |
I cut me open | |
But you did all the pouring out | |
I’ve discovered more and more | |
Of this world that I’ve been calling mine | |
I don’t care what it takes | |
Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
I shouldn’t have to say this to you | |
No you, know how to live life | |
And I shouldn’t have to sing all these tunes | |
No, you make me feel alive | |
I’m not one to point fingers | |
But you got me in a bind | |
Ripping through all our nights | |
All choruses aside | |
Swim through the skies when it’s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes |
These words were thrown together | |
When I still had my faith in hand | |
Kept it in my back pocket | |
With the change I had to spare | |
Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes | |
Reminds me of the trees | |
But I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
No, You know how to live life | |
This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
Means everything to me now | |
I cut me open | |
But you did all the pouring out | |
I' ve discovered more and more | |
Of this world that I' ve been calling mine | |
I don' t care what it takes | |
Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
No you, know how to live life | |
And I shouldn' t have to sing all these tunes | |
No, you make me feel alive | |
I' m not one to point fingers | |
But you got me in a bind | |
Ripping through all our nights | |
All choruses aside | |
Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes |
These words were thrown together | |
When I still had my faith in hand | |
Kept it in my back pocket | |
With the change I had to spare | |
Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes | |
Reminds me of the trees | |
But I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
No, You know how to live life | |
This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
Means everything to me now | |
I cut me open | |
But you did all the pouring out | |
I' ve discovered more and more | |
Of this world that I' ve been calling mine | |
I don' t care what it takes | |
Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
No you, know how to live life | |
And I shouldn' t have to sing all these tunes | |
No, you make me feel alive | |
I' m not one to point fingers | |
But you got me in a bind | |
Ripping through all our nights | |
All choruses aside | |
Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
I love when the record echoes |