If you have no idea what marching band is like read this! |
The band is a body Of music Playing for the crowds The drums Bass Snare Quads They are the heart beat of The crowd The band The bodies Slowly getting Faster Faster Faster As we approach The field The Brass Trumpets Trombones Saxaphones They are the nerves Kicking in Steadily getting Louder Louder Louder The Lows Bass Clarinet Bari Sax Tuba They are the consciences Of the band Telling them They're going to Mess up Lose their spot Totally miss a move The woodwinds Flutes Clarinets Saxaphones They are the quiet consciences Saying you can do it But you don't hear that You freak yourself out The Cymbals Crash Ride High Hat They are the outside world Chaos Rampant Wild Surrounding the band The Colorguard Flags Hoops Streamers They are the visuals The subject Of the center of our eyes Twisting Turning Crisp movements The Drum Majors Leaders Beat keepers Directors They are the Bosses Of the band Making sure everyone Completes their job "Resume March 1 2 3 4" The tap off begins The body of the band Moving their feet Prepared to march For what is next to come Knees shaking Ears hurting From the snares The heart beat getting Louder and louder Your mind full of thoughts But Empty at the same time You feel your stomach Rising to your mouth Head Thrashing with pain The tap stops Instead they are Doing roll offs "Band ten hut" Hit The show starts Nerves disappear Head ache goes away Stomach settles down And you completely Forget about everything You just play you're heart out And celebrate when it's over |