Boys of Fall

When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass I'm back in my helmet, cleats, and shoulder pads Standing in the huddle, listening to the call Fans going crazy for the boys of fall They didn't let just anybody in that club It took every ounce of h

Reborn... Where do we go to escape the end of the world? Did we, the dogs, open fire that you would cast this rainstorm over above our heads? This crushing loss that brings us to our knees. Is there a way to live again when there's nowhere to run? Is