From the moment
And watching torpid
In the Old Veterans Stadium
I felt one thing was real:
A double-bind so tight it squeezes my balls -
From my leftys & righties
As a thirteen-year-old boy
Wasting so much time on you
Dreaming of coming into the tunnel,
Then seeing myself
And hot damn I ran.
I ran in and out every turnstile
I watched through my sleep and haze
Not because you were very good
But because the TV was too loud.
I watched every inning of YOU
Because that's what I do
You can't hardly breathe.