

Sneakers squeaking on the dusty hardwood floor Nervous giggles right outside the
gym door Three jerseys over-sized,
numbers on the back Six feet tall between us,
trying to track Where the
net ends and where we begin Just three best friends looking for
a win We didn’t know the rotations,
didn't know the play But we knew we’d figure it out anyway.
Bump, set, spike, keeping it alive Sixth-grade dreamers just trying to survive
You take the left,
I’ll take the right Three against the world under the gymnasium light
Through the missed serves and the out-of-bounds plays
We were the trio dominating the days.
You’ve got the hustle,
never letting it drop Diving on the floor,
never going to stop
She’s got the hands,
setting it high and sweet Giving us a target that’s hard to
beat
And I’m at the net,
swinging with all my might Even if it hits the tape and
causes a fright We laughed through the drills,
the conditioning runs Turns out the worst games were still the most
fun.
Bump, set, spike, keeping it alive Sixth-grade dreamers just trying to survive
You take the left,
I’ll take the right Three against the world under the gymnasium light
Through the missed serves and the out-of-bounds plays
We were the trio dominating the days.
Knee pads down around our ankles at the end
More than just teammates,
every single one a friend
Shared water bottles and a pizza to divide Win or lose,
we had each other by our side From the bottom of the
bench to the starting line
We knew this middle school moment would shine.
Bump, set, spike, keeping it alive Sixth-grade dreamers just trying to survive
You take the left,
I’ll take the right Three against the world under the gymnasium light
Through the missed serves and the out-of-bounds plays
We were the trio dominating the days.
Yeah, the whistle blows,
the season’s done
But we’re still the three who played as one Just a sixth-grade
trio on the court Making a lifetime out of a sport.
Just me, Maddie, and ari