Coming Up for Air

Dressed in gold and blue I'll tell anyone who listens I played fullback in '82 Or that my ring still fits Yeah, I'll tell anyone who listens You win state with heart and grit I don't talk about the headaches No, I don't talk about the nights when I forget where we parked I don't talk about the desperate thoughts That come for me in the dark, that come for me in the dark I felt it radiate through my bones into my fingers When the fight song plays it's like my soul came up for air And on my lowest days, I watch these boys fight under bright fluorescent glare And I feel at home out there On the Landing Strip I'll tell anyone who listens That Riggins boy plays like I did Or in the parking lot I'll tell anyone who listens You win games running the rock But I don't talk about the mood swings I'm still embarrassed by the night I yelled at coach and his kid I don't talk about the tougher weeks When I can't get out of bed Can't get myself out of bed, can't get myself out of bed I felt it radiate through my bones into my fingers When the fight song plays it's like my soul came up for air And on my lowest days I watch these boys fight under bright fluorescent glare And I feel at home out there Dressed in gold and blue I'll tell anyone who listens I played fullback in '82