There is something wrong with my viola
for every time I tune it up
the bridge does start to creak

Oh the sweet sound of horse hair on catgut
the resin rising with every stroke of my bow
but I still hear that creaking bridge

My sweetheart is snug against my neck and chin
the music that I make comes from deep within
yet my only vex is my creaky bridge


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris