From 2008 and on

I sing in the corner

Mic in my hand

I sit in the dark

Next to the boomstand

People are watching

Happy to see

A soft sweet voice

Longing to be free

With passion built up

But self-esteem a little low

Tells a story, and over

The measure it grows

Whether rock or country

It's mostly the blues

Though they're the ones clapping

I'm singing for you.

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