I Am
I am
Always proud
Marching on to the field with my chin up and my shoulders squared
Always ready to give the best performance of my life
Staring down the crowd with silent intensity
Perfectly playing each note
After having so many long practices on hot summer evenings
Revealing the dedication that we’ve all put into this band
The many memories we’ve all shared – good and bad
As the music of our souls drifts into the charcoal autumn
Night
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