New Song: "The Fairie Who Couldn't Fly" (Patreon)

This song was commissioned about four years ago -- I'm keeping the name private -- about a disabled person coming to terms with their newfound limitations. It's sappy, and about friendship, and, and, oh, just listen.

There once was a fairie named April,As pretty as dew on a rose.She lived in a lovely wooded dell,Secluded from storms and snows.

Her life was great, except for one thing,And nobody really knew why:She had two lovely silvery wings,But April couldn't fly.

She used to fly all over,From the treetops to the stream.She'd dive laughing into the clover,And skip over the old farmer's cream.

But one day her wings weren't strong enoughTo take her into the sky,And no one knew just what to doFor a fairie who couldn't fly.

As time went on, the whispers began,How she must have done something wrong,Offended some kobold, or laughed at a leprechaun --That's why her wings weren't strong.

She tried her best not to listen,But she couldn't help hurting inside.Whatever had happened just happened,It's not like she never tried.

Then, one day, a baby sparrowGot blown from its nest by the rain.Swept along a trench long and narrowThat ran toward an old sewer drain.

April ran and ran till she caught him,But had nothing to grab nearby,Still, she wouldn't let go, and they managed to slow,Even though neither one could fly.

They rested for days in the notch of a tree,Till the sparrow grew larger and strong.He looked at April -- somehow she could tellThat he wanted to take her along.

She climbed on his back, and her wings lent him lift,Together, the two could do more,Skimming over the pond, loop-de-looping through fronds,Reaching heights neither dreamed of before.

Her wings still don't do what they used to;No one knows if they ever will.But she and the sparrow both know to their marrowTogether they share quite a thrill.

She may never take wing by herself again,But still she can reach the sky,For she can ascend on the back of her friend,A fairie who once more can fly.

It's never the end, long as you've got a friend,Someone with whom you can fly.