Julian Velard - What I'm Doing Here
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A middle aged man steps up to the plate
His team is behind and the inning is late
He's been here before, uncertain and full of fear
But he's ready this time despite the fatigue
From a decade of playing in the minor league
He hands are steady, his mind is totally clear

Here comes the ball, it's fast and it's straight
It's his kind of pitch, it's all down to fate
He takes a swing, the best one of his career
He needs a hit to stay in the game
He's willing to admit he's the one to blame
Believing a dream, he's finally being sincere
That's what I'm doing here

A tired old man answers the phone
There's joy in his voice because he's not alone
The sound of his family's so loud you can barely hear
He says, I've had some good luck, 2 kids and a wife
Won more than I lost, it was the time of my life
Played as long as I could but now the ending is near.

You ask him about that fateful pitch
How it all went down and would he ever switch
What he has for another chance to appear?
He says, That's how the game works, there's no way to know
When you hit a ball how far it will go
You just keep on swinging, year after year
That's what I'm doing here.