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by Mike Vitale

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lbcsrw Mike is a true artist with both words and music, elevating the song in every possible way. He masterfully crafts fanciful flights, and sincere feeling, in to every song. He's also got a great voice, and plays the guitar beautifully.
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1.
Younger Days 03:53
YOUNGER DAYS words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale and Daniel Blake Wilson I'm searching in the attic For something long abandoned for survival I used to feel ecstatic When horizons were the frame of your arrival But nothing seems to stay the same as how we pictured it People every changing like the shifting continents And there's no sense in fencing in or building walls to save The emotions we were swimming in In our younger days A shoebox full of moments The memories that made us who we are We're smiling in these pictures The last light from a dying star Because nothing seems to stay the same as how we pictured it People every changing like the shifting continents And there's no sense in fencing in or building walls to save The emotions we were swimming in In our younger days Because nothing seems to stay the same as how we pictured it People every changing like the shifting continents And there's no sense in fencing in or building walls to save The emotions we were swimming in In our younger days
2.
Time Machine 03:10
TIME MACHINE words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale Cogs and wheels that spin and spark Driving alone on a highway in the dark Steampunk brain, this lone machine Behind my random access memory I've got Legos sprawled all across my floor My brothers and I are going to war Force fields furnish the perfect protection For a space ship powered by our predilection I'm a time machine I am senescence A dinosaur book Adolescence A onesie sleep On my parents couch Loving me to bed With caring slouch Cogs and wheels connect with the power train Playing with my r/c car in the rain I'm behind the wheel of my own creation An 88 mile an hour rumination I'm a time machine I am senescence A dinosaur book Adolescence A onesie sleep On my parents couch Loving me to bed With caring slouch I jump like Indiana Jones down a flight of stairs Avoided hot lava on the kitchen chairs I saved the whole world from a fierce invasion I'm an observer in a widening age dilation I'm a time machine I am senescence A dinosaur book Adolescence A onesie sleep On my parents couch Loving me to bed With caring slouch I'm a time machine I am senescence A dinosaur book Adolescence A onesie sleep On my parents couch Loving me to bed With caring slouch
3.
Home 03:42
HOME words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale When you're feeling empty I will fill your glass When you're confused you can focus through my looking glass If you're ever lost, I can try to help you with the map And if this is too far for you to reach I can help you fill the gap Even if I don't have the answers, even if I don't have a clue I can listen to every word you say should you ever feel the need to If you can't stand the weight, I will try to help you share your load And If you need a shoulder to cry on baby I'll be there for you to hold Home ain't a place But the prettiest face To ease my woes and wear Home ain't a destination Unless I know That I'll find you there If life is feeling shaky, you can stand on my firm foundation If you're ever lowdown, I will provide you with elevation Should you ever misplace your happiness hereafter I'll do everything in my power, until all I can hear is your laughter Home ain't a place But the prettiest face To ease my woes and wear Home ain't a destination Unless I know That I'll find you there Even if I don't have the answers, even if I don't have a clue I can listen to every word you say should you ever feel the need to If you can't stand the weight, I will try to help you share your load And If you need a shoulder to cry on baby I'll be there for you to hold Home ain't a place But the prettiest face To ease my woes and wear Home ain't a destination Unless I know That I'll find you there
4.
Empty Circle 05:26
EMPTY CIRCLE words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale I was a table But now I'm a rug It's raining outside Your shoes are covered in mud I was a Christmas tree But now it's past Christmas Day I got tossed out With the crumpled gift wrap you throw away It was fun while it lasted Now I'm left here feeling slanted Walking in footsteps Don't seem to be mine A snowy path of prints Through a forest of pine Off in the distance There's a vanity light It shines through the window Of my home at night Wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday Chill of snow numbs my pain As a crooked line Becomes an empty circle I was opine But now I'm nonverbal I am a footnote To your storied life I'm all alone You're someone else's wife A tiny table Place setting for one The holiday supper Has already begun As a child lost in the woods at night Searching for a pathway towards the light As this crooked line Became an empty circle I was opine But now I'm nonverbal
5.
Gone 03:35
GONE words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale Found a picture of the two of us while we were out drinking You were smiling at the camera and I was blinking And as quick as any moment ever comes along There you were and now you're gone Like a rowboat song floating on downstream Maybe happiness and hurt in life is truly just a dream 'Cause like anything good that ever comes along It floats downstream until it's gone And as the crazy stops pacing between my ears The silence between us goes from days to weeks to months to years Boy, you keep trying you're gonna make it worse Until everything she says is cordial but terse Fighting for a heart that'll never bend it's like starring at love through a looking glass from the opposite end It was close to you before you looked along Now it's far away, and then it's gone And as the crazy stops pacing between my ears The silence between us goes from days to weeks to months to years Boy you keep trying you're gonna make it worse Until everything she says is cordial but terse Found a picture of the two of us while we were out drinking You were smiling at the camera and I was blinking And as quick as any moment ever comes along It floats downstream until it's gone It was close to you before you looked along Now it's far away and then it's gone Because like anything good that ever comes along You close your eyes and then it's gone
6.
The Nerve 03:23
The Nerve words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale I wish I knew the words The words you'd want to hear But I feel half-empty Half-empty like this pint of beer I've been working up the nerve to speak my mind But I'm a burnt-out letter on a neon sign Trying to hold on to water with an open hand I could say it again, but you'd misunderstand I wish had the words The words to say it right But I feel like the wind Blowing through your blinds at night I've been working up the nerve to speak my mind But I'm a burnt-out letter on a neon sign Trying to hold on to water with an open hand I could say it again, but you'd misunderstand I wish I knew the words The words you'd want to hear But I feel half-empty Half-empty like this pint of beer
7.
RUNNING AWAY FROM HOME words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale Watching the movie Teen Wolf put the notion in my head That being human's boring and I'd rather be a werewolf instead But knowing getting bit by one could be a difficult proposition I reckoned that the wilderness would improve this disposition So we lit out at dawn for the mountains in the distance My best friend Brandon along in tow no doubt from my insistence 1985 was the year of our independence Two empty seats in a second grade class while the teachers calling attendance But there's no need to worry I've got everything I need A sandwich and a blanket And the will to succeed I'm heading towards the hills Where all the lone wolves roam So long momma, I'm running away from home In order to ensure a proper werewolf transformation My days before departure were spent researching Scholastic publication And according to my sources folklore lent it several options All of which I applied myself to their immediate adoption One of which involved drinking water from a werewolf footprint But since that wasn't handy I felt a dog's would be sufficient And when the full-moon changing never came I was left with one volition To pursue a pack of wolves to bring my dreams into fruition But there's no need to worry I've got everything I need I would have asked for your approval But I knew you'd never agree I'm heading towards the hills Where all the lone wolves roam So long momma, I'm running away from home And getting to the foothills would be a days worth of travel But getting spotted by adults would make my well-laid plans unravel And knowing we wouldn't make it far walking streets in broad daylight We walked the inner parts of canals to keep us out of sight The sun was near to setting and my plan was sitting pretty Brandon and I had one street left to reach the outskirts of the city Yet one small problem remained and left Brandon and I debating The portal that would lead us beneath the street was covered by metal grating But there's no need to worry We've got everything we need We can climb this chainlink fence And then you and I will be home free We're heading towards the hills Where all the lone wolves roam So long momma, I'm running away from home And just as we reached the top of the fence a squad car changed the setting The officer rolled down his window and asked where we were heading We pointed towards the mountains and he got a twinkle in his eye He said, "man, that's a long ways away boys, hop in, I'll give you a ride." But there's no need to worry I've got everything I need A sandwich and a blanket And the will to succeed I'm heading towards the hills Where all the lone wolves roam So long momma, I'm running away from home
8.
No Vacancy 04:11
NO VACANCY words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale 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
9.
Straw Man 04:30
STRAW MAN words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale This here scarecrow became your straw man You dress me up and put me working in the fields Old crows hanging 'round straw man Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield I was just a hollow set of clothes Laying useless across the floor Someone else had worked hard in me for years Now I lay there dirty from a day of chores This here scarecrow became your straw man You dress me up and put me working in the fields Old crows hanging 'round straw man Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield There was a time I felt brand new Worn proudly on body lay Now these torn and worn threads seem like old shoe Good for nothing but to scare the birds away This here scarecrow became your straw man You dress me up and put me working in the fields Old crows hanging 'round straw man Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield I ain't got a word in wise to say Farmer's got me tied and beat Onlookers see me hanging right there Whispering gossip 'bout me from the street They say "Don't gotta leg to stand on Ain't got no foot in the door That boy's quite the strange phenomenon For all the crows to ignore" This here scarecrow became your straw man You dress me up and put me working in the fields Old crows hanging 'round straw man Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield This here scarecrow became your straw man You dress me up and put me working in the fields Old crows hanging 'round straw man Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield Eating them seeds before they ever bare yield
10.
Human 03:28
HUMAN words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale People are a walking contradiction Placing one foot in front of the other And me, I had no idea that I could walk this way So I learned it from my father and my mother Everyone here's doing the best they can Based on whatever their parents already covered And I'm doing my best to do my best myself these days So together, let's see what we discover Truth be told everyone tells a lie And honesty can be delicately laid Language was created to understand one another And so I choose my words carefully to say We're human Take it easy if you're feeling down Everyone trips from time to time It's a forgone conclusion to maintain the resolution That you're a perfect circle or a perfect line Truth be told everyone tells a lie And honesty can be delicately laid Language was created to understand one another And so I choose my words carefully to say We're human We're human So go on and be mean if that's what you're feeling Or maybe decide to turn the other cheek Have a sense of humor or maybe spread a rumor We get back what we put into this world We're human We're human We're human
11.
Puppy Love 03:45
PUPPY LOVE words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale Puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up old bones Puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up old bones Now I'm chained up in the backyard, whining them painful moans 'Cause puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up old bones Pretty little lady I'm a hungry for your love But I've got nothing but an empty bowl Pushing it around the yard With the end of my nose Wishing you would feed me something But all the lights in the house are dark So I curl up in the corner Waiting for the sound of your car to park And puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up ol' bones Puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up ol' bones Now I'm chained up in the back yard whining them painful moans 'Cause puppy love tore up the garden digging up old bones I gotta one leg perched up and twitchin' in my sleep I can still smell you on my coat I've been dreaming about you forgettin' The finer details of this anecdote It's like I've got an itch that I can't scratch So please help a poor dog out I completely lose my command of English Anytime that you're around And puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up ol' bones Puppy love tore up the garden diggin' up ol' bones Now I'm chained up in the backyard whinin' them painful moans 'Cause puppy love tore up the garden Puppy love tore up the garden 'Cause puppy love tore up the garden digging' up ol' bones
12.
Kathy's Song 03:05
KATHY'S SONG words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale Baby steps Your hands on my waist Showering kisses on my tiny face My clumsy dance Living life's ballet But your outstretched arms met me there half-way Mum was magic And her grand illusion As sorceress of candy and its sweet diffusion Lollies would vanish And Cool Mints too Appearing under pillows from across the room When we were young Zizi couldn't say The suitable pronunciation of our names Amanda was Memo And Brett was Bert And Mum would say she loved us all the much in the world We took long drives With no destination While mum and dad would hold hands in adoration The passing scenery and years rolled by so quick We're kids in the backseat listening to music Your wheel chair I engage the brake Showering kisses on my mother's face This mysterious dance Breaks my heart But nothing in this Universe will ever keep us apart

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released September 21, 2021

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Mike Vitale Los Angeles, California

Mike Vitale is a singer-songwriter and producer based out of Los Angeles, CA. When not preoccupied with other stuff, he enjoys short walks on long beaches with his two border collies, Border and Collie. He is certain that this sentence is useless, but also doesn't believe in absolutes. The dogs may or may not be fictional. All the other stuff is probably true. ... more

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