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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Vitale
Mike Vitale
Acoustic Guitar
Frank Reina
Frank Reina
Drums
Brad Cummings
Brad Cummings
Bass Guitar
Scott Dibble
Scott Dibble
Keyboards
Tom Bremer
Tom Bremer
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Patrick Vitale
Michael Patrick Vitale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Vitale
Mike Vitale
Producer
Frank Reina
Frank Reina
Recording Engineer
Mark Chalecki
Mark Chalecki
Mastering Engineer
Scott Dibble
Scott Dibble
Recording Engineer
Ryan Lipman
Ryan Lipman
Mixing Engineer
Mark Alan Miller
Mark Alan Miller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Dancing with a lover on a dead-end street Stepping on toes with my two left feet I fell asleep under a vacancy sign The no was burned out but then she changed the lights A foggy walk alone on a new moon night She disappeared altogether when I closed my eyes The street lights flicker on and off, on and off, on and off like her emotion Until I find I'm off the deep end of an abstract notion I forgot the melody a caged bird sings The door's wide open but I've got clipped wings The seed went sour in the dying light So I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry The quick hide hid under a broken nail The Essex split in two over an angry whale There were rumors of cannibals living on the island nearby So the survivors took the opposite course and ate each other when the truth was in short supply I forgot the melody a caged bird sings The door's wide open but I've got clipped wings The seed went sour in the dying light So I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry Parallel lines in the wilderness Train tracks broken by a small recess And as the casualties are listed by a talking head She limits the emotion behind words she read I forgot the melody a caged bird sings The door's wide open but I've got clipped wings The seed went sour in the dying light So I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry I forgot the melody a caged bird sings The door's wide open but I've got clipped wings The seed went sour in the dying light So I'll sing for my supper 'til the water runs dry
Writer(s): Michael Vitale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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