Chains (The Future Is So Far Away)  - written and performed by Michael Fitch 2013



Chains (The Future Is So Far Away)

"We Live In An Atomic Age" 
written and performed by Michael Fitch

We live in an atomic age
barrels on the horizon line
we almost lost Goldsboro in the fall of '61
tailspin, swan dive

megaton, mark 39
one switch saved a million lives

and the hardest thing to do is explain it all to you
we've built something we can't control

i awoke with a strong sigh
...so far apart on both sides...
the newsreel loops lowlights
while clouds are white flags in cumuli

mark 39 back on the shelf
we do it fine all by ourselves

and the hardest thing to do is explain it all to you
we've built something we can't control.

We Live In An Atomic Age

So Many Deaths
Written and Performed by Michael Fitch
2022, All Rights Reserved

When the rains came,
the carillon rang out above the pairing ships
the Good Shepherd Lutherans, 
a call to communion
their flagons filled
Twenty-three bells, for whom do you toll?
If it's God's plan, then pull the guns
from the hands of the white man

By the early afternoon, 
the rains had made pools along the Mile Ground
the dead were floating in it,
the bodies bobbing were the innocent
and the flies soon swooned
four and twenty jenny wrens flying in
to steal the crumpled spins of the skeletons

Your eyes wouldn't believe
the extent of the greed
when a nation of laws won't prevent
so many deaths

Look how you leave us with nothing to lose...

So Many Deaths

Astraea
written and performed by Michael Fitch 2014

Astraea, 'neath a sliver of sun
and the diamond sea
a sparrow anchors on a branch
while the church bells ring
i'll call you 
i'll call out to you

made it my life's work
to find out what life is worth
maybe my life is worth something to you...
if i could get over it
then i could forgive you

Astraea, will you abandon the ore
when your hands get too warm?
and rise, your virgo in flames
to settle old scores
i saw you with the long arm of the law

made it my life's work
to find out what life is worth
maybe my night is worth walking with you

i'm so broken
and, you're breaking up
I was so broken
you're breaking up
you're breaking up...
 

Astraea

"Drive"
Written by Rick Ocasek
Performed by Michael Fitch

Drive (The Cars Cover)

King of What's Broken---
written and performed by Michael Fitch, 2015
recorded at Federal Studios, 2015.

King of What's Broken

Lil' black cloud
not so little now
it grew into the moon
and bloomed a perfect plume
did you need more time?
i've bled out what's left of mine

king of the broken hearts
king of what's broken,
did you need more time?

there was a gentle wave
it was forced to pull its weight
it breaks upon the shore
making way for more
if you don't want to talk about it...then,
there's nothing i can say

king of the broken hearts
king of what's broken
did you need some time?

the sun is down
there's hell all around
i hear your footsteps on the hollow ground
i'm around
and i'm still down
i just don't know how to feel about it right now

king of the broken hearts
king of what's broken
do you need more time?

-MF

King Of What's Broken

"The Terra Nova"
written and performed by Michael Fitch, March, 2016.

Terra Nova got the harpooner early
wood coffin bobbing out in the sea
Sworn to the God of Elijah
An inked,  rich descendent of kings

Loan shark
Split spear
We really want to make it away from here
With one flame
One tower
One crowing bird on a half-stripped wire,
Yeah, there’s something in our way
Sky chart
Zodiac arch
The Terra Nova is under the weight of stars

Christmas morning found our Captain complaining
He paced the deck for nearly 24 hrs
Now, there’s a man who won’t bury his burden
For forsaking all warning signs

Pull, pull (baby, don’t you get cryin’)


The Terra Nova

Shroud of Turin
Written and Performed by Michael Fitch, 2016

A mirror of the gospel
in a cut of linen cloth
bears the image of a preacher
in the cathedral of st. john

his body has long passed through it
gone to kingfishes and worms
i think there's something to this 
that my conscience can't discern

(Shroud)
i forget to dream big
i forget completely

This is not "God's Country"
it's a goddamn war scene
race riots in Missouri
and the streets of NYC

(Shroud)
i forget to dream big
i forget completely. 


Shroud of Turin

Astraea
Written and Performed by Michael Fitch
All Rights Reserved.

Astraea, 'neath a sliver of sun
and the diamond sea
a sparrow anchors on a branch
while the church bells ring
i'll call you 
i'll call out to you

made it my life's work
to find out what life is worth
maybe my life is worth something to you...
if i could get over it
then i could forgive you

Astraea, will you abandon the ore
when your hands get too warm?
and rise, your virgo in flames
to settle old scores
i saw you with the long arm of the law

made it my life's work
to find out what life is worth
maybe my night is worth walking with you

i'm so broken
and, you're breaking up
I was so broken
you're breaking up
you're breaking up...

Astraea (Partially Clothed Version)

You Know Me (written by Michael Fitch)

Here's a link to the video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PoEYucBnBc


You're sober now 
(i haven't been in quite some time)
You speak aloud
(I haven't got a thing on my mind)
fumue le yeltsin
(from the heart, your give so much)
fumue le yeltsin
(i try so hard, i try so much)

If you get put away (then, it's from heartache)
if i could help in any way...
(you know me, you know me)

You know me
unbridled, brash and smug
chainsaw jacket motorcycle gloves
livin' in a world that don't bear it's own weight well enough
one of these days we're gonna know how bad we all fucked up
it's too much.

i will never waste a day.

Buy this Song

You Know Me

Into The Whirlwind

Written and performed by Michael Fitch, 2019.

Into The Whirlwind

X Is Haunting O (©2011 mfitch)

no fires burning brightly…all sparks, none last.  we are the energy gone bad.  outside, the lightning storm unfolds…smoke rises in plumes

it’s slow to pass the rooftops and my scattered chimney brick.  you are the one year dream, now in seven hour fits.  i go to dress my weary skull with the clouds i collect.

don’t, darling, say that we’ve gone astray.  i’m under the moon…sad and blue.  i’ll find a way, somehow, someday to bring back with you our love.

i love the mailman’s daughter like this preacher’s son does.  our gift and curse were tied to one.  the anxious ski lift clenched my eyes while the snow was sparkling.

don’t, darling, say that we’ve gone astray.  i’m under the moon…sad and blue.  i’ll find a way, somehow, someday to bring back with you our love.

the restlessness in bed…the fucking, hot and mad, our picture in my jacket from our holiday.  “i can’t getaway from you…”the sweetest voice still haunts me.

don’t, darling, say that we’ve gone astray.  i’m under the moon…sad and blue.  i’ll find a way, somehow, someday to bring back with you our love.

X is Haunting O

Darkness (The Police)
Performed by Michael Fitch

Darkness (The Police)

Impossible Gray (written and performed by Michael Fitch 2013)

Like MICHAEL FITCH'S MUSIC on Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/michaeljoshuafitch

You are the brave lil' one i adore
out in the field, flying your kite
i am in the tower of fool's gold
bend by the moon in the sky...
on all hallows eve, nothing's as it seems.

bend by the moon, she brought her black broom
her dress and cape were cut rough
she'd swing around the rooftop in the dark, circling the old house
it never was the the same---i couldn't get enough of the pain

when leaves left the ground, i had to leave town
with not much to say in impossible gray---
i couldn't hold you under the weight

the boastful affright tonight.

Impossible Gray

"The Santa Ana Winds"
Written and performed by Michael Fitch, 2013


The santa ana winds blow in our industrial city
through the naval yard and refineries 
it's old hand here...to kiss the wretched in revelry

i abide by you
my misshapen fail safe proof
you send me off - in tow, my tether
to keep me from going too far

i've put my blues on you again
ain't nothing like the truth to a friend

when the reactors melt down near coal mounds
nobody will complain about the price of admission
on any airliner leaving town

the building collapsed on thrift store patrons
22nd and Market
while the Rittenhouse socialites 
sent their lunches back, unsatisfied 

i've put my blues on you again
ain't nothing like the truth to a friend
i couldn't get out of it
so, i put my blues on you again
i couldn't get out of it
ain't nothing like the truth to a friend.

The Santa Ana Winds

I'm from southern Virginia and now live in Philadelphia. I grew up listening to blues while trying to chase down my own. 

The music that I write/record is lyrical, indie rock. (There are so many influences that it's tough for me to really get genre-specific.) Mostly, I just try make sense of the world around me---while claiming my own space within it.

i've recorded two albums, 2011's "Après La Guerre" and 2013's "Life In Mondegreen".  For a free copy of "Life In Mondegreen" please visit http://noisetrade.com/mf

Thanks so much for listening.


Michael Fitch

Popular tracks