Nate Schultz - The Backyard [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Tie up the laces on my kicks and I'm gone
Grab my glove, head out the door and it's on
Get a couple of friends and make my way to the road
Might have had uneven teams, shit that's just the way that it goes
I took some tape and got an old broomstick, and I made it a bat
If we needed a base, I just threw down my hat
Either that or the shirt off my back and then we gather around
For the sound of three fresh, yellow balls, open the cap (yep)
Put a little bit of dirt on my palms, and I'll give it a good grip
Stickballing just me and my neighborhood clique
Day after day, just imitating the greats
Me, I was Chipper, switch hitting up at the plate
And I gotta get a hit before the sun sets
It's almost dinner time but mom, we ain't done yet
And now, looking back all I see's a bunch of kids with no worries
And I wonder where that all went, where that all went

Get in my stance and stay low
Then wind up the pitch and let go
I turn my hat to the back, and hear the crack of the bat
And now it's back to the track, it's at the wall

[Verse 2]
After dinner I headed outside for some late night shots
Under the porch lights, hoping dad just might watch
I used to pretend there was only a second on the clock
I was down by one point and it all came down to this
I clenched my fists and gripped the ball
Took five or so shots and I missed them all
But that's life, so I do what dad taught me to do
I regrouped, free my mind and keep my eyes on the hoop
Then let it fly from my fingertips, floating, the sound drowns out
And everything's in slow motion
All I see is one ball spinning away
But I stay right there in that moment
See it was all so simple then
Whenever I needed to get out some energy, I would just get it out dribblin'
But nowadays the higher the energy, the higher the dose of Ritalin
Like doc, what the hell have you been giving them
What the fuck's a kid again
What the fuck's a kid again, I ask that question all the time
Like when you're talking to your friends, are they there or online
All I see's a bunch of kids with no worries
And I wonder where that all went, where that all went

Get in my stance and stay low
Pivot my feet, now let's go
Cross over and lay it in
I'm taking it to the rim
And banking it for the win all day