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Broken Town [folk viola song accompaniment 1: plucking]

As an interlude in this channel's usual instrumental fare, here is a song. Here the viola is used as an accompaniment to singing. For this song I found plucking the strings worked best. (I'm working on another song at the moment which uses the bow, which may feature in a future video...) I wrote this song in 2001. In 2006 it was recorded by Jackie Oates and Belinda O'Hooley, and it appears on Jackie's self-titled debut album. I didn't get round to recording my own version until 2018, when it was released on my album "Roll as a Hexagon". You can hear this album at: https://helenbell.bandcamp.com/album/... If you want to hear more of my songs, you can do so on my main songwriting channel:    / @helenbell   [this channel that you're on right now primarily features instrumental music, at least for the moment] --- Website: https://www.folkviola.co.uk Tip jar: https://ko-fi.com/folkviola Bandcamp: https://folkviola.bandcamp.com/ ---- Lyrics: I can't stay in this broken town That rests beside a sullen sea Standing in the dull, sad rain This town is killing me It's not the kind of breathless rain For laughing in and running through But quiet and grey in empty streets With nothing left to do. This town is like a broken heart That once was bright and young and strong And when an old love burnt it out It tried to carry on But now there's no-one left to buy The shops are closing day by day They’re boarding up a broken town With nothing more to say. If you were in this broken town You'd fade into the aching grey Like all the years of dried up tears That still get in my way This town can never be the same And nor can I and nor can you The cracks run far below the ground There's nothing we can do. If we could mend this broken town We'd have to let the walls fall down Strip the buildings to their bones So we could see the strongest stones On them we could build a wall Could build a new town up again But would the strongest stones survive Or crack beneath the strain? I can't stay in this broken town And watch it crumble to the sea As every rock that breaks away Just takes a part of me If I stay here I’ll turn to stone So I will leave this broken town And find a place where we might build Anew on solid ground.