© music and lyrics by Koki @kokinozawa - For 'Northern Road' Lyrics : The chalk dust Words on the board Drift through the trees She holds the oar And hand in hand A rented boat with painted sides She rows us through The unforeseeable, changing tides She rows us through Ooh..... The teacher Oh the teacher Not the keeper But the preacher She’s the boat Rowing us to the shore (Choir) Her wisdom A bell in the morning mist Each word a wave we can’t resist The lessons float They touch, fly and glide Even when her hands are worn She never lets us astray She steers the tide and guides us the way She rows us through Ooh..... The teacher Oh the teacher Not the keeper But the preacher She’s the boat Rowing us to the shore (Choir)
