we've come so far now
from black paint and gridiron lines
a white flag flying
and best friends at our sides
it was perfect.
and it was easy to be perfect
because we could do no wrong
in september we were strong,
stronger than ever
friday night.
we would send cheers into the darkness
like searchlights, we wanted the world to know
this was our time, and it would never end
homecoming.
a new tie and a button down shirt
a dress to match and we never looked better
pictures lasted what seemed like hours
we couldn't wait to dance
but what would we give now
for just one more frame?
for just one more chance?
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