this lyric is pretty easy to get your head around, as just about everyone can relate to it. it preaches about treasuring the good times you have because they certainly will not last forever. I thought about this today at work; when I was in middle and high school, every fall brought on a new year filled with friends, fun and free time. I had a wonderful core of close friends from my church, and one of our favorite fall activities every Sunday was to play some football on the church lawn. our weekly football games were so big that we started giving names to special games: the Advent Bowl was played after the annual Christmas caroling trip, New Year's Bowl at the rotating New Years Eve party, the Super Bowl Bowl, which went down during the real SB's halftime show, and of course the Thanksgiving Bowl that we had every turkey day at the rotating dessert party. we even used to get together after rainy nights to play tackle football, like the song says, and one year when the street next to the Arby's we always went to was torn up, we'd play there too while we waited for our parents to finish eating. every spring though, someone would graduate from high school and go off to college, and there would be one less guy on the field. by my senior year in high school, we played only sporadically, and now the only game we play is the Thanksgiving Bowl, which is now 15 years old. out of all the things I miss from my high school years, the football is what I miss most. the experience of running in the TD, stripping down to short sleeves and gloves in the coldest weather, breathing the crisp autumn air as you stared down your buddy from across the scrimmage line, and just the feeling of spending a cool Sunday afternoon with your friends. I may never get to do that again, but whenever I see the leaves start to turn and I smell the air, it's almost like I'm back on that lawn. and I wouldn't trade that feeling for the world.

now playing on iTunes: Graham Colton 'Cigarette'

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