And now it is my privilege to introduce to you the 2019 WSMA High School State Honors Treble Choir and their distinguished conductor, Dr. Angela Broeker. (audience applauding) ("Spirit of Life" by Chris Aspaas) Spirit of Life Spirit of Life Spirit of Life Within and about us In each of us there is despair and hope Some other type of creation song In each of us the welling ache of life The being and becoming And the hunger The one resurgent moment That speaks to eternity That speaks to eternity That may pass That may pass from memory But is never forgotten In each of us there is a margin of discovery In each of us a shadow of tomorrow In each of us a purpose brooding and uncertain Waiting to be Waiting to be Waiting to be realized Spirit of life Spirit of life Spirit of life Within and about us We rededicate ourselves to a higher purpose A more perfect life together Nourished in wisdom and love Spirit of life In each of us Being and becoming Spirit of life A nobler dream together Spirit of life (audience applauding) ("En Ego Campana" by Jacob Handl) (sun in Latin) (audience applauding) ("Paper Crane" by J. Reese Norris) Paper crane Paper Paper crane Paper crane Peace and fly I will write peace and fly On your wings Peace and fly I will write peace and fly Heiwa heiwa heiwa hei wa Heiwa heiwa heiwa hei wa Heiwa heiwa heiwa hei wa Heiwa heiwa heiwa hei wa You will fly all over this world Peace upon your wings You will fly all over this world Peace upon your wings I will write peace on your wings And you will fly You will fly all over this world Peace upon your wings This is our cry This is our prayer Peace for the world Peace for the world Oh paper crane Oh paper crane you'll fly Fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly Fly Fly Fly (audience applauding) ("Warrior" by Kim Baryluk) I was a shy and lonely girl With the heavens in my eyes And as I walked along the lane I heard the echoes of her cries I cannot fight I cannot a warrior be It's not my nature nor my teaching It is the womanhood in me I was a lost and angry youth There were no tears in my eyes I saw no justice in my world Only the echoes of her cries I cannot fight I cannot a warrior be It's not my nature nor my teaching It is the womanhood in me I am an older woman now And I will heed my own cries And I will a fierce warrior be Til not another woman dies I can and will fight I can and will fight I can and will a warrior be It is my nature and my duty It is the womanhood in me I can and will fight I can and will fight I can and will a warrior be It is my nature and my duty It is the sisterhood in me (audience applauding) ("I Cannot Dance O Lord" by Stephen Paulus) I cannot dance, oh Lord I cannot dance, oh Lord I cannot dance, oh Lord Unless you lead me Unless you lead, lead, lead me If you wish me to leap joyfully If you wish me to leap joyfully If you wish me to leap joyfully Joyfully, joyfully, joyfully Joyfully Let me see you dance and sing Let me see you dance and sing And sing Then I will leap into love Then I will leap into love Then I will leap into love And from love into knowledge And from knowledge into the harvest That sweetest fruit beyond human sense Then I will leap into, leap into love Into love I will leap into love There I will stay with you Love Leap into Whirling Whirling Whirling I cannot dance, oh Lord I cannot dance, oh Lord Unless you lead me Unless you lead me I cannot dance, oh Lord I cannot dance, oh Lord Dance, oh Lord Dance, oh Lord I can Not Dance, oh Lord Unless you Lead me (audience applauding) (audience cheering) For our next selection, the soloist you'll hear sing the second verse is Sidney Balangi. ("Bo Yavo Haboker" by Josef Hadar) (sung in Hebrew) (audience applauding) ("Storm Comin'" by The Wailin' Jennys) When that storm comes, don't run for cover When that storm comes, don't run for cover When that storm comes, don't run for cover Don't run from the coming storm No there ain't no use in running When that rain falls, let it wash away When that rain falls, let it wash away When that rain falls, let it wash away Let it wash away that falling rain The tears and the troubles When those lights flash, you hear that thunder roar When those lights flash, you hear that thunder roar When those lights flash, you hear that thunder roar Will you listen to that thunder roar And let your spirits and your spirits soar When that love calls, will you open up your door When that love calls, will you open up your door When that love calls, will you open up your door You gotta stand on up and let it in You gotta let love through your door When that storm comes, don't run for cover When that storm comes, don't run for cover When that storm comes, don't run for cover Don't run from the coming storm 'Cause you can't keep a storm from coming You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' You can't keep a storm from comin' Comin', comin' Comin' (audience applauding) So while we're doing a little bit of logistical shifting, let me first announce that our soloist, for the next piece "Wau Bulan", is Gracie Crumkie. We're thrilled to have her sing for us. And, we'll do "Wau Bulan" and then "Kwela, Kwela." And I wanted to just take a moment before those last two pieces, as my colleagues have done, to thank all the people who have been responsible for making this one of the best and most productive and most useful and most joyous all-state experiences that I've had an opportunity to be a part of. Specifically this team of teachers I've had around me last summer and for the past two days, Jennifer Corcoran and Heather Thorpe and Kathryn McCray and Amelia Armstrong, our incredible accompanist, Karen Morrissey. I'm paying her extra for that Paulus piece. (audience applauding) But I wanted to share with you, many of whom are related to the incredible singers that are behind me, that from the moment they arrived this summer they have been focused, they've been committed, they've been joined together as a community. There has been no hierarchy. There have been no cliques. There has been nothing but joy and love among these singers. And even today, at four o'clock, when we were all so tired we could hardly see, I would give an instruction and they were on the edge of their seats looking at me, taking it all in. I just seldom have an experience like this. And as a college choral director, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart and to the state of Wisconsin for supporting the arts in the schools. I know that as these students grow up and begin their college careers, many of them, that my job is secure and will be joyous as a result of their incredible talent. We hope you enjoy our piece from Malaysia called 'Wau Bulan" that we perform in (speaking in foreign language) style as they would in the country with something called hand dancing, and then as we finish with "Kwela, Kwela" from South Africa. ("Wau Bulan" arranged by Tracy Wong) (folk song sung in Malay) (audience cheering) ("Kwela, Kwela" arranged by Univ. of Pretoria) (sung in Zulu) (audience applauding)