The Baseball Project - Box Scores lyrics

In the early grade school morning Heard the paper hit the door and I would pour a bowl of Lucky Charms And devour The Sporting Green Then when I was a young man Cup of coffee in my hand Forget about myself Forget everybody else I keep my eye on the sparrow Keep my focus pretty narrow I listen to the music and read books about its makers I read books about baseball, the swingers and the takers But what I love even more is poring over box scores For half an hour every day Let the box scores, let the box scores, have their way ’Cause it’s like meditation Forget about your problems Take an mind vacation In the numbers and the columns Stats and players may fade away Too many for this one brain But every summer every day The box scores keep me sane I keep my eye on the sparrow Keep my focus pretty narrow I listen to the music and read books about its makers I read books about baseball, the swingers and the takers But what I love even more is poring over box scores For half an hour every day I let the box scores, let the box scores, have their way I don’t need a website recap No highlights on ESPN Baseball tonight is outtasight But the box score is my best friend ’Cause I can play the whole game through Yeah, I can watch it in my mind The box score tells the whole truth That’s the way it was designed And when the last newspaper goes We’ll just read ’em on our phones It’ll never be quite the same But the box score will remain I keep my eye on the sparrow Keep my focus pretty narrow I listen to the music and read books about its makers I read books about baseball the swingers and the takers But what I love even more is poring over box scores For half an hour every day Let the box scores, let the box scores, Let the box scores, let the box scores, have their way