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Lyrics
[Verse]
I taught them to pass not to hoard the game
To share the court not chase the fame
The scoreboard glows but it fades away
It's the lessons you carry that will always stay
[Prechorus]
Whistles blow but hearts beat louder
In the quiet you find your power
[Chorus]
The final whistle it calls my name
I’m walking off but the team remains
State champs they shine under golden skies
But it’s her face I see when I close my eyes
[Verse 2]
I told them grit grows where the pain won’t quit
Every loss just sharpens the grit
The trophy’s cold but their smiles are warm
Through every storm they’ve been reborn
[Prechorus]
Lines on the court but none on the soul
Play together and you'll be whole
[Chorus]
The final whistle it calls my name
I’m walking off but the team remains
State champs they shine under golden skies
But it’s her face I see when I close my eyes
Details
GeneratedNov 2, 2025
Duration2:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
heartfelt, acoustic, emphasizing the mentor's reflective tone., storytelling with a touch of nostalgia. simple guitar picking accompanied by soft strings
Credits
Prompt by
MillionMountainWater
MillionMountainWaterModelAria v5
Prompt
Mentor figure. Prioritizes life lessons and teamwork over personal glory. Achieves a long-sought state championship before retiring from coaching. Often misses his late wife.
