Alma Mater

O we love the halls of Rochelle
That surround us here today
And we will not forget
Through we be far, far, away.

To the hallowed halls of Rochelle
Every voice will bid farewell
And shimmer off in twilight
Like the old vesper bell.

One day a hush will fall
The footsteps of us all
Will echo down the halls and disappear
But as we sadly start
Our journeys far apart
In the scared Halls of Rochelle
Where we live and learn to know
That through the years, we’ll see you
In the sweet afterglow.