Azad Gmanji - Bricks Lyrics

Riding out through Somerset, my Fairplay in' days are over with
I'm close to your home base, it'd be nice to see your face
But your voicemail lies as I drop another dime
There's no callback, just some hangin' airtime
I could fly by or walk the line
You know where I am, patiently waitin'
Watchin' the A's game beside myself
Little Green Men, margarita top shelf
A stare down at the plate, a chance to still hold space
But you can't reach base on a three-strikes law
We're bottoming out, where's the call?
There's a batter up with deep blue eyes
You know where I am, patiently waitin'
Crashin' into Bricks, goin' out of my mind
Prayin' that you'll bring us back in time
Back in my day, it was dialin' with dimes
Makin' the turn, holdin' the line
Takin' my base or stealin' right home
I need a sign, my my motor's on roam
Bangin' my head against this wall
There's no rebound from Blues last call
Takin' my ball and goin' back home
What's the point in holdin' on
The bartender asks if I want another round
I laughed till I cried, what's so funny about
She ain't called by one, why would she by two
See the old-school Facetime's are dead and gone
Just a fool on a stool who wrote a new ghost song
Kendall smiles and slides one home
You know where I am, patiently waitin'
Crashin' into Bricks, goin' out of my mind
Prayin' that you'll bring us back in time
Back in my day, it was dialin' with dimes
Makin' the turn, holdin' the line
Takin' my base or stealin' right home
I need a sign, my my motor's on roam
Bangin' my head against this wall
There's no rebound from Blues last call
Takin' my ball and goin' back home
What's the point in holdin' on
What's the point in goin' on
What's the point in hangin' on
If you're callin' me out, this game is over