The Baseball Project Follow

Saw your picture in the paper today
And I couldn't believe my eyes
Dead before your time
But so long beyond your prime

Looking nothing like the memory
From when I was a kid
Golden hair flowing down
On your knees, grooming the pitcher's mound

And it's always 1976
The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks
So many things that the years won't fix
Always 1976, always 1976

Set against a fading motor city
And Richard Nixon's shame
A rock star had arrived
Fidrych comes alive

And I know that it's hardly fair
To say you won't grow old
But forgive me if I try
To keep that faded image in my eyes

And it's always 1976
The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks
So many things that the years won't fix
Always 1976, always 1976

What does it say for the rest of us
When our heroes die and leave us alone?
What does it say for the rest of us
When we wake up and find this bird has flown?

And it's always 1976
The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks
So many things that the years won't fix
It's always 1976, always 1976

Always 1976
Always 1976
Always 1976
Always 1976