Homecoming Part 1: The Surprise of the Director
My band is running from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home.
Waste-another year flies by.
Waste a class or two
I taught you how to play…
When the sides are lopped
With your reeds gone, you've blown out your chops
There's no DS sign
And all the hope in the world isn't thine
There's a glow of change
Though you might think I'm mildly deranged
I was all there was
To make a halftime show, and because
We were pushed too hard
No wonder they're losing ground yard by yard.
It's come down to this
If you don't come back I will sorely miss
The music you brought.
The current students can't play well for naught.
I told them that, for a month now I've fought
And at auditions shocking news I got.
I'm surprised today
At how poorly a flutist can play
In a twist of fate
The ex-first chair now is second-rate.