The Longest Yard (Life)
At the one yard line
and one second is on the clock
Everyone depending on me
and it seems as if the whole world has stopped
To feel the weight of the world
on these very shoulders
To not make this one yard
could mean everything might be over
The crowd is on their feet
waiting for the snap
Down... set... hut
and I take a few steps back
Defenders are coming from all around
and no one is open
I shake one, I shake two
No one is still open
Two hands on the ball
It's time for me to run it in
Hit once, hit twice, keep moving, stretch out
Now everyone waits to see if I made it in.
Copyright © Adrian Robinson | Year Posted 2005
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