No Vacancy by Mike 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

• Country
• Rock
• folk
• folk rock
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• Los Angeles