Mets

Staring at the sun in the garden we grow I've been walking through spider webs wherever I go I was overcome When the music stops but the words keep coming It'll never die if you keep humming along I was overcome When the Mets don't win and it hurts like sin On your sunburnt skin, just do it again I was overcome 360 flip to nose blunt, baby Digging deeper than a shin bruise, maybe I was overcome To live for a moment when the moment has passed I was slipping through your fingers, fingers of glass I was overcome On my walk to thеrapy Where the sidеwalk meets the edge of the weeds I was overcome