Notes on the Program
Song Lyrics

Rockport High School – Bearskin Neck

With warmth, it becomes the busiest place

Nothing like umbrella-covered beaches

Look out for species of leeches

Art galleries and ice cream shops everywhere you stop

The waves are crashing and children are dashing

Displays jewelry and tomfoolery

These people don’t know the truth cause they’re blind by the views

These people don’t know the truth

 

Bustling summers

Melancholic winters

Bearskin neck never amends

Bustling summers

Melancholic winters

A cycle with no ends

 

Jewelry gets tarnished, things aren’t so garnished

Hear the leaves on the street, the silent stomp of feet

Come take a walk around the town, the disappointment makes you frown

The world looks grey, there’s no one by the bay    

An uneasy breeze wishing I was in the keys

Once the leaves go, the town reaches a low

 

Bustling summers

Melancholic winters

Bearskin neck never amends

Bustling summers

Melancholic winters

A cycle with no ends

 

Heat creates refraction

That is seen as reality

Cold brings retraction

Comes liberality

 

Fire and snow equals rain

We’re washing away

 

Gloucester High School - Fishermen’s Wives Statue- (Somewhere She Prays for Peace)

The rush of waves along the shore

    Caps white as snow

    Watching, waiting evermore

    She watches him go

Ships fade like ants to god

    Unknown to the world

    Sun breathes, then it’s gone

    And it’s only a girl

The rain starts to look like the sea

    It comes crashing down

    The flowers look gray

    Trees buckle and sway

The sky sounds angry, rains have come

    Wind roars its song

    The waves are strong with envy

    So much could go wrong

 

(Chorus) No matter seasons changing

She remains waiting

Somewhere she prays for peace

 

The rainbows bend like rope

    Flowers dance in the sun

    The breeze gives us hope

    The storm is done

She plants a garden for him to find

    When at last he comes home

    The winter grows near

    The dahlias hold on

The sun peaks through the clouds

    Hope is restored

    What’s lost can then be found

    The waiting’s once more

 

Chorus

 

The sun shines down on this town

    You’re bound to find

    A friendly face or special place

    To go clear your mind

The wind blows with certain hope

    That you find what’s ahead

    Until then

    Look for it again

 

Chorus

 

Manchester Essex Regional High School – Tuck’s Point

Oh, come feel, the mist rising up from the seas

The sun beating down, the ocean air breeze

Where waves crash on the beach, blur the lines between each

Oh, come take a trip, to Tuck’s Point

 

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Gilded water shines, painted by morning light

Tuck’s Point, Tuck's Point

Stories yet untold, gather in dawning time

 

Oh, come take a trip, see the ships in the bay

The forest of masts come see how they sway

Where barnacles lurk in the deep blue below

Oh, come take a trip to Tuck’s Point

 

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Ships unmoor and spread, wings of canvas soon take flight

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Bliss on the ocean blue, carries to horizon lines

 

Wind-swept waves and stormy grey skies

Pastel clouds and shimmering flies

Tune and loons, glittering sails

Swiftly healing, beyond their gales

Gliding fast to coves of deep blue

Splashing, laughing, sailing with you

Crabs and fish and fresh salty air

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Evening violet lowers down, bringing peace of mind

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Stories yet untold, settle in the fading light

 

Tuck’s Point, Tuck's Point

Oh, come take a trip, take a trip to Tuck’s Point

Tuck’s Point, Tuck’s Point

Oh, come to the shores, to the shores of Tuck’s Point

 

Beverly High School – The Cabot

Oh, these neon lights of mine

How they did shine

Flocks of women, men, and youths 

Did crowd my halls

 

O! This lavish stage of mine

Left all in awe

Laughing, crying, everyone

Left satisfied

 

A frozen ghost of eras gone

Is all I am

The show, “it must go on,” they say

Yet here I lie

 

O! These neon lights of mine

They’ve long been pale

Flocks of women, men, and youths

Just pass me by

 

Please, hear my wails

My rotting corpse decays

Please, answer my prayers

So I can once again see brighter days

 

O! These neon lights of mine

How they shine

Flocks of women, men, and youths

They crowd my halls