Rose-Colored Soul

Style: [Female vocal, soulful, acoustic piano, warm bass, mid-tempo folk-rock]

[INTRO, Soft Piano melody]

[Verse 1, female, nostalgic but strong] 
Twenty-seven winters in the Allentown halls 
I hung the children's dreams upon the cinderblock walls 
Pre-school to the fifth grade, I watched 'em bloom 
Before they took my keys and they took my room 
Now I’m pulling a cart across the frozen yard 
Sixty-eight years young and I’m working twice as hard 
They want the screens, they want the cold machine 
But they’ve forgotten what a human heart can mean.

[Chorus, joyous, soaring] 
I’ve got rose-colored glasses and a master’s hand 
Building a kingdom out of light and sand 
I don’t just teach ‘em lines, I fill the soul (I make them whole) 
It’s the hand and the brain, it’s the dance and the song 
The "Dora Deer" melody helps 'em belong 
They see an ending, but I see the light 
I’m walking through the doorway into the bright.

[Verse 2] 
I’ve got one-hundred-ninety-seven days of rest 
Stored in the bank because I gave my best 
I never missed a morning, I was always there 
To feed their hungry bellies and to say a prayer 
Principal says "move," so I move with grace
But she can’t take the murals or the light from my face 
I’m a star in the system, a master of the craft 
While the world went digital, I stood and I laughed.

[Chorus] 
I’ve got rose-colored glasses and a master’s hand 
Building a kingdom out of light and sand 
I don’t just teach ‘em lines, I fill the soul (I make them whole) 
It’s the hand and the brain, it’s the dance and the song 
The "Dora Deer" melody helps 'em belong 
They see an ending, but I see the light 
I’m walking through the doorway into the bright.

[Bridge, emotive, building intensity] 
Nature is the research, the journal is the truth I’m guarding the spark 
in the heart of the youth Walk, dance, mindfulness—
keep the spirit clean 
We are more than a pulse in a glowing screen! 
(Stay human!) 
We only have now, and now is a door 
I’m not an art teacher anymore...

I’m the art itself.

[Guitar Solo, melodic and soaring]

[Outro, quiet piano, fading] 
I’m taking my days, I’m taking my time 
Leaving the cart and the stairs I had to climb 
One last "Dora Deer" song, soft and low 
(We only have now) 
Into the next part of my life I go. 
(Rose-colored glasses) 
(Stay human)

[END]

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[INTRO, Soft Piano melody] [Verse 1, female, nostalgic but strong] Twenty-seven winters in the Allentown halls I hung the children's dreams upon the cinderblock walls Pre-school to the fifth grade, I watched 'em bloom Before they took my keys and they took my room Now I’m pulling a cart across the frozen yard Sixty-eight years young and I’m working twice as hard They want the screens, they want the cold machine But they’ve forgotten what a human heart can mean. [Chorus, joyous, soaring] I’ve got rose-colored glasses and a master’s hand Building a kingdom out of light and sand I don’t just teach ‘em lines, I fill the soul (I make them whole) It’s the hand and the brain, it’s the dance and the song The "Dora Deer" melody helps 'em belong They see an ending, but I see the light I’m walking through the doorway into the bright. [Verse 2] I’ve got one-hundred-ninety-seven days of rest Stored in the bank because I gave my best I never missed a morning, I was always there To feed their hungry bellies and to say a prayer Principal says "move," so I move with grace But she can’t take the murals or the light from my face I’m a star in the system, a master of the craft While the world went digital, I stood and I laughed. [Chorus] I’ve got rose-colored glasses and a master’s hand Building a kingdom out of light and sand I don’t just teach ‘em lines, I fill the soul (I make them whole) It’s the hand and the brain, it’s the dance and the song The "Dora Deer" melody helps 'em belong They see an ending, but I see the light I’m walking through the doorway into the bright. [Bridge, emotive, building intensity] Nature is the research, the journal is the truth I’m guarding the spark in the heart of the youth Walk, dance, mindfulness— keep the spirit clean We are more than a pulse in a glowing screen! (Stay human!) We only have now, and now is a door I’m not an art teacher anymore... I’m the art itself. [Guitar Solo, melodic and soaring] [Outro, quiet piano, fading] I’m taking my days, I’m taking my time Leaving the cart and the stairs I had to climb One last "Dora Deer" song, soft and low (We only have now) Into the next part of my life I go. (Rose-colored glasses) (Stay human) [END]

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