By Felicia P.

Gesher’s Final Song (to the tune of “Home” by, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros)

Our Home
On the hill and in the woods
Not dwelling on the would’s and could’s
Like the way that I do at school

Well, holy moly, I might cry
Stargazing on the 4th of July
I’ve never met a friend as good as you

At song session we sing along
This is Gesher’s final song
There’s no place that I’d rather be

Well chipwiches and yellow meal
Milk cartons and orange peels
It’s all good as long as I’m with you

Oh, home, this is our home,
Home is wherever i’m with you
Oh, home, Harlam’s our home,
Home is wherever i’m with you

The Blammo games got so extreme
But through it all we’re still a team
We’ll still wear our orange and blue

L and Z and the I pools
Swimming, splashing, we’re just fools
I have done it all (hey) with you

Laugh until our ribs get tight
Barefoot on a July night
Never could be sweeter than with you

And through the gates you run to me
Julia, Rachel and Winnie
Now, we’re finally free

Oh, home, this is our home,
Home is wherever I’m with you
Oh, home, Harlam’s our home
Home is wherever I’m with you

Oh, home, this is our home,
Home is wherever i’m with you
Oh, home, Harlam’s our home
Home is wherever I’m with you