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Baseball - rescue me
Come forth and speak to me
Raise me up and don't let me fall
No man is my enemy
Its the offspeed pitches that imprison me
Baseball rescue me

Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many media men - SO LOST - who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts THEY would conceal
Baseball rescue me

And the sun in the sky
Makes a shadow of you and I
Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea
I'm here without a name
In the palace of my shame
I said, Baseball rescue me

In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what the media says I used to be
See the purple of their eyes
The scarlet of their LIES
Baseball rescue me

Yea, though I walk
In the valley of the shadow
Yea, I will fear no evil
I have cursed thy media rod and staff
They no longer comfort me
Baseball will rescue me

I said Baseball
Baseball - rescue me

I said Baseball
Climb up the mountains, said Baseball
I said Baseball, oh my Baseball
On the hill of the son
I'm on the eve of a storm
And the MEDIA and CYBER THINGS - Just say No.
I said Baseball, rescue me


Yeah, I'm here without a name
In the palace of my shame
I said, I love Baseball - me

I have conquered my media past
The future is here at last
I stand at the entrance
To a new world I can see
The media and cyber bs artists ruins to the right of me
HAVE NOW LOST SIGHT OF ME.

They are gone now. They are GONE.

Baseball rescue me

Wink
You spend a good piece of your life gripping a baseball, and in the end it turns out that it was the other way around all the time. ~Jim Bouton, Ball Four, 1970
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