Seven Yard Dash

Please picture me in the trees, I hit my peak at seven yards

Feet in the swing over the creek, I was too scared to jump in

But you were there with your grass-stained knees and your big game dreams

We were just kids building a kingdom in the weeds

Before the stadium was built and the crowd began to bleed

I've been meaning to tell you I think your jersey is too big for you

Are there still beautiful things?

Sweet tea in the summer, stadium wings

Oh, we were the seven yard dash, a summer in the sun

Before the game of life had even begun

I'll meet you in the weeds, I'll meet you in the grass

Watching the shadows of the season pass

We were seven yards from glory, seven yards from the end

Before I lost my heart and I lost my friend

Yeah, it was a seven yards dash

So I saw you in the woods with a whistle in your hand

Trying to lead a team across an old man's land

Your dad was always screaming, your mom was always sad

You were the only good thing that this town ever had

I'll hide in the rifters, I'll hide you in the trees

I'll keep you safe from the stadium breeze

Run baby run, before the game is won

So you're in the dream, I think your jersey is too big