I fell into a tiny crack below the line.
All I have is the conscience of the folk singer
I can not play and sing at the same time.
I only have the talent to make a string sing or
combine songs in a strange and clever way
The envy I feel for performers is what remains

I wonder if it was a 107 fever or skull fracture.
I'd love to be able to sing out, I wish I could
I tried for 50 years but never found that feature.
In this sea of outrage I say whats misunderstood
as fake prestigue or ethics of an age gone by
What defines this age is mostly the great lie.

All I have is science with the conscience of folksingers
It may be of some value or a total waste of time
Its a weird combination that probably won't injure
At any rate in my thinking at least its not a crime.
I've done all the talking about ability and disability
We all have unique mixtures. What about you until lately?


Oh... the autoharp is one exception for folks like me!