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A man let a ball go through his legs
And we lost the Challenger
The year was nineteen and eighty-six
It seems like the year of failure
But there were silver linings
The Mets grew amazing in a flash
And those souls will be remembered
It’s hard not to get lost in the past
The year was nineteen and eighty-six
The year of the tiger
If you were born then just keep in mind
That behind you is fire
There are always silver linings
My good memories are holding fast
And I recall you much more fondly
When I’m thinking of you in the past
Jump in
Get in the car
We’ve no roads in store
Doc Brown
Built a time machine
Just the year before
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