School Song


Like a tide that crests to the silvery moon When the new morn rise we open our eyes
When we help and play along the way
You will realize
We'll be full of surprise
We're the joys of a special creation
We're the children of the golden sun
If you hold our hands so gently now
If you shine a light oh once in a while
If you smile with us we smile with you
If you wipe our tears without a guile
We were made more different than the different
We were given more truth than the true
For all things bright and beautiful
We're given that special gift.
Like a lotus that opens to the golden sun