AN: OK, I got to thinking and I realized that this whole thing is pretty much about the woodwind and horn lines. So, I decided it was time for a colorguard tribute. (Eventually, I'll get to drumline as well.) So today we salute you, guardies, because without you, we'd just be a bunch of people wearing the same colors marching around, and how boring would that be?
Chapter 7:
Spin With All the Colors of the Wind
(Sung to "Colors of the Wind" from Pocahontas)
You think you own whatever field you march on
But the field is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know all the spectators and judges
Have a life, have a spirit, have a name
You think the only band geeks who are band geeks
Are the people who march and play like you
But if you do the routine of a guardie
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew
Have you ever heard the show as it is being played
Or seen the cheering crowd jump to their feet?
Can you smile at the faces in the stands?
Can you spin with all the colors of the wind?
Can you spin with all the colors of the wind?
Come jazz run with a flag pole in your hand
Come listen to what guardies have to say
Come look at all the band geeks all around you
And for once, never wonder what they play
The bass drum and the tuba are my brothers
The piccolos and the trumpets are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high can a rifle be thrown?
If you leave us out, then you'll never know
And you'll never see the cheering crowd jump to their feet
For whether we're horns, drums or colorguard
We need to think of all the people all around us
We need to spin with all the colors of the wind
For you can own the field and still
All you'll own is field until
You can spin with all the colors of the wind
AN: BAND GEEKS RULE! Sorry. Hope you liked it- cuz lemme tell you, this one took some work. RR.