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Old sneakers tied tight
Soles worn thin
Backyard hoops where dreams begin
Chain nets clink
The sound of the win
We ran like kings
Like fools
Like ghosts
Laughter louder than the echoes we host
Old sneakers
Backyard hoops
And the coast
Grass stains on knees
Sunburned skin
Every game was the championship within
Time stood still
Though clocks would spin
We didn’t know the world would grow
Didn’t care where the winds would blow
We ran like kings
Like fools
Like ghosts
Laughter louder than the echoes we host
Old sneakers
Backyard hoops
And the coast
The rust on the rim
It tells the tale
Of the jokes
The tears
The dreams we hailed
And when the ball hit the fence
We’d exhale
