An acoustic, folk song about a concert called "Folklincs Humberfest", which starts on Friday the 19th of July. It should feature musicians called Carol and Steve.
Lyrics
Folklincs Humberfest, a beacon by the shore
The sun's gone pale, still the winds implore
Folks with guitars, mandolins in the air
Carol and Steve, making melodies rare
Carol's got her fiddle, strings worn and wise
Steve sings old tales with spark in his eyes
Friday the 19th, with the river running wide
We'll gather 'round the Humber with songs as our guide
Dawn to dusk, we'll strum and hum
Lost in tales 'til the morning comes
Folklincs Humberfest, where our hearts reside
Through song and story, we're unified
Under the starlight, the fire will dance
Old spirits join in, like happenstance
Carol's voice, a whisper soft and worn
Steve's harmonies, like a new day dawn
Children laugh, old folks reminisce
Lovers hold tight, in the Folklincs bliss
Friday it begins and it beckons to all
Whisper of Summer, as the first leaves fall
Dawn to dusk, we'll strum and hum
Lost in tales 'til the morning comes
Folklincs Humberfest, where our hearts reside
Through song and story, we're unified
