I heard much of this differently. there is definitely a lot of baseball imagery in the lyrics -- someone who knows baseball would do a better job than me! i'm probably missing some easy references. here is my stab at it:
On the Rio,
Rode the sparrow,
Drank the marrow,
Spade the clerics
I spent all day Saturday toasted,
Roasting in your room
Fall fight,
Skin tight,
Unhinged and sizzling.
Call back,
To the almanac
Tall branches and missions.
Slow, lofty rise up.
Slow down baby it'll come,
Goin' for a homerun.
Slow, lofty rise up.
Slow down baby you'll come in.
You're goin' for a homerun.
You can't live with it.
Where you wreck it and run.
Do what you can (?)
All night,
It's on right,
So fresh that it sizzles.
Ball cap,
Almanac,
So dim it's a riddle.
Small light,
Some wax (?)
Ball's cracked as it wasn't enough.
Slow lofty rise up
Slow down baby it will come.
Goin' for the homerun.
Slow lofty rise up,
Well now sooner baby you will come in.
Soarin' for a soft glove.
Shed skin, for kin.
I'll be alive when all this is over.
When all of us are sober.
Shed skin, with kin.
I could lead you over,
I'll see you in the clover darling.
I'll be dancin' on your footsteps,
Out here on the beach house (?), out here on the cold outfield.
Shed skin, like a master.
Comin' faster, it's comin down.(?)
I heard much of this differently. there is definitely a lot of baseball imagery in the lyrics -- someone who knows baseball would do a better job than me! i'm probably missing some easy references. here is my stab at it:
On the Rio, Rode the sparrow, Drank the marrow, Spade the clerics
I spent all day Saturday toasted, Roasting in your room
Fall fight, Skin tight, Unhinged and sizzling. Call back, To the almanac Tall branches and missions.
Slow, lofty rise up. Slow down baby it'll come, Goin' for a homerun. Slow, lofty rise up. Slow down baby you'll come in. You're goin' for a homerun. You can't live with it. Where you wreck it and run. Do what you can (?)
All night, It's on right, So fresh that it sizzles. Ball cap, Almanac, So dim it's a riddle.
Small light, Some wax (?) Ball's cracked as it wasn't enough.
Slow lofty rise up Slow down baby it will come. Goin' for the homerun. Slow lofty rise up, Well now sooner baby you will come in. Soarin' for a soft glove.
Shed skin, for kin. I'll be alive when all this is over. When all of us are sober. Shed skin, with kin. I could lead you over, I'll see you in the clover darling. I'll be dancin' on your footsteps, Out here on the beach house (?), out here on the cold outfield. Shed skin, like a master. Comin' faster, it's comin down.(?)