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The clock's running down
The team's losing ground
To the opposing defense
The young quarterback
Waits for the snap
When suddenly it all starts to make sense
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He takes a step back
He's under attack
But he knows that no one can touch him now
He seems so at ease
A strange inner peace
Is all that he's feeling somehow
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He thinks of his mother
He thinks of his bride-to-be
He thinks of his father
His two younger brothers
Gathered around the widescreen TV
He looks to the left
He looks to the right
And there in a golden ray of light
Is his open man
Just as he planned
The whole world is his tonight
The team's losing ground
To the opposing defense
The young quarterback
Waits for the snap
When suddenly it all starts to make sense
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He takes a step back
He's under attack
But he knows that no one can touch him now
He seems so at ease
A strange inner peace
Is all that he's feeling somehow
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He thinks of his mother
He thinks of his bride-to-be
He thinks of his father
His two younger brothers
Gathered around the widescreen TV
He looks to the left
He looks to the right
And there in a golden ray of light
Is his open man
Just as he planned
The whole world is his tonight
Lyrics submitted by BlueAndStarry
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My dad played college baseball for two years, but he had to stop when Mom got pregnant with my brother. That's when he started working at the office. I honestly don't know what my dad does.
He tells a story sometimes. It is a great story. It has to do with the state championship for baseball when he was in high school. It was the bottom of the ninth inning, and there was a runner on first. There were two outs, and my dad's team was behind by one run. My dad was younger than most of the varsity team because he was only a sophomore, and I think the team thought he was going to blow the game. He had all this pressure on him. He was really nervous. And really scared. But after a few pitches, he said he started feeling "in the zone." When the pitcher wound up and threw the next ball, he knew exactly where that ball was going to be. He hit it harder than any other ball he ever hit in his whole life. And he made a home run, and his team won the state championship. The greatest thing about this story is that every time my dad tells it, it never changes. He's not one to exaggerate.
I think about all this sometimes when I'm watching a football game with Patrick and Sam. I look at the field, and I think about the boy who just made the touchdown. I think that these are the glory days for that boy, and this moment will just be another story someday because all the people who make touchdowns and home runs will become somebody's dad. And when his children look at his yearbook photograph, they will think that their dad was rugged and handsome and looked a lot happier than they are.
And if you read the book, you'll see he's not jealous of his dad or his glory days, if anything he's proud of him. He's just talking about how when you are seeing pictures of your parents, or anyone, when they were younger, they always seem so happy and like they're having the time of their life, when in reality you hardly ever think like that when you are living some situation and imagine that those are the moments you are going to tell your children about.
But if you don't pay attention to the words, it sounds like a soul-fulfilling power ballad.
Great tune, either way.
I think its a great song (All kinds of time) and its one of my favorite ones, and has a place in all of the playlists that i make!
P.S. Interesting note, the guitar solo in this song is played by James Iha of Smashing Pumpkins fame. I guess FOW must be friends with him or something.
it was playing when i found out my 16 yr old best friend lost her virginity...right as the line "all kinds of time" played it brought on a whole new meaning for me.
for that more like Oasis. Or at least I wouldn't want to have sex for the first time for this song...sorry to say it but it's kind of trite.
I love the cd but this is one of the weakest songs in the cd. I'd say "mexican wine", "little red light", "fire island", "stacey's mom" and "bright future in sales" are much better songs, and more mature too.