apres, la Michael Fitch
Impossible Gray

Impossible Gray (written and performed by Michael Fitch, 4/26/2013)

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.