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Chris Dudley
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« on: October 26, 2016, 04:16:06 PM »

Night Game

Out on the sandlot, thereís a thing to see:
A fly rises above the trees, it lights up pleasantly.
Itís such a special feeling as the day evens away.
Donít call me home for dinner yet, let's make one more play.


Everything is bound to change, not always for the better.
Sometimes these traditions, they just bind you like a fetter.
But each flyball is different, it teaches you to see,
Young hearts fill with wonder when Itís rose above the trees.

Over at the grass field, it goes a different way.
The third game needs to start, they bang the old relays.
Vapor lights flicker on except for two or three,
A night game starts for little league and breaks a harmony.

Guess those kids will get to eat, but not around a table.
Maybe more kids get to play with this crazy kind of schedule.
Theyíll slide and squint at the pitch as the lights flicker away.
But whatís the fun of graveyard shift down at the factory?

I know kids are building dotcoms as a hobby on the side,
And baseball on the radio is getting hard to find,
But a flyball will disappear when it gets above the lights.
We need sunset at the sandlot, not little league at night.

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