Diane
Style: Ceilidh jig

[Verse 1]
You kicked that ball through summer rain
Left it there when dusk came down
No one else would play again
But you still smiled at the goalpost’s frown

[Pre-chorus]
The net’s gone slack, the leather’s worn
The posts are tired, the grass is tall
Still you’re the one who keeps the game alive

[Chorus]
Diane, you’re the spark that won’t go dim
Diane, the light that won’t give in
Through every season, every fall
You turn the quiet into all

[Verse 2]
No whistle blew, no crowd to cheer
Just wind and weeds and fading light
You didn’t need a trophy here
You made the empty feel like right

[Chorus]
Diane, you’re the spark that won’t go dim
Diane, the light that won’t give in
Through every season, every fall
You turn the quiet into all

[Bridge]
What’s a goal if not the heart that dares
To chase the thing no one else sees?

[Chorus]
Diane, you’re the spark that won’t go dim
Diane, the light that won’t give in
Through every season, every fall
You turn the quiet into all

[Outro]
That old ball rests, but you’re still near
The game’s alive because you’re here

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