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My America

by The Wild & Innocent

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I fear my dear, that I'm drinking to forget, that you're the only pretty thing that's left. You might choke and die swallowing your pride, but at least you'd have a chance to see the moment we called happiness. It's the best gift that the wold gave me. See, my America is not a place you point out on a map. My America is every place I love and miss to death. Now I'm missing you to death.
2.
My America 03:51
Everything has been downhill since our senior year. My hometown is filled with the broken hopes of the lonely drunks who've got nothing to keep warm when the winters become too much. It's a shame to say it, but I thought we'd run that town till we died. These days, I'm never really certain if we failed or not, but damnit man, we tried. Ben's cooking hash in his kitchen these days. He's still living in the small town where we both grew up, got drunk, and passed out in the parking lot of Wal-Mart. It happened every weekend 'cause we had no where else to go. These days, when I take the time and I think about it, my heart was never at home until we made a new home of our own. No one really knows what happened that year. The only thing we know is that we've never been the same, here, in my America. You know we've never been the same, things were always meant to change. You know the kings and the queens that used to run that town are the same kings and queens that still run that town. You know the kings and the queens that used to run that town will be forever stuck there, running that town. And they'll never get out.
3.
Promises 03:26
I'll dig my feet into the sand, I'll find my footing out here in this promiseland. We're chasing dreams of sifting out all of the gold this city has to offer, and I'm doing it alone 'cause of your secrets I've discovered. Now I don't give a damn, I'm broken-hearted. That's the cost to be a man, the price you pay, to keep your eyes from going blind and your blood from running cold. That's the price you've got to pay to keep from growing old. I had to get out of that town. Before you I was alone, but now your covers blown. When your true colors start showing, who'll be there to take you home? I might lose your love but I'm keeping my promises. I don't need God to save my soul, I've spent my life putting my faith in rock n' roll, and always searching, through every broken verse and every secret chord, and downing every drink that my job let's me afford.
4.
Bones 03:21
So we're driving through the southside, I remember your name. Now we're sweating out new stories that could turn this snow back to rain. A thousand miles from my home, running from those men I can't pay, just hoping I can find you, I've got something to say. My words are filtered through well whiskey, yours are filled with tact. We talk about that new boy and how you're never coming back. But darling this towns torn the flesh from your bones. Home is where you make it, but you ain't got your own. All the girls hide their years with cheap drinks and dim lights. Love comes in single servings on these crazy hollywood nights. All the kids follow the trails across the mirror, inhaling every last drop, they push the bag to their gums. Tonight the only thing worse than not being "somebody", would be the feeling of not being numb.
5.
Dani Jay 03:24
She puts her sunglasses on to hide those crying eyes as she's driven home at the end of the night. You can be damn certain that she can't call the curtain without a fight. She'll never get it right. I follow her in the streets as the Santa Ana winds came in a swept us off of our feet, with a stitched up smile you can rip at the seams, to dig for the lies I've been dying to speak. Things will always be the same, girls give themselves away for fame. The boys who are honest that would never break a promise, are always left out of the game. The boys will sing their sad, sad songs to an empty room who won't sing along. It doesn't matter who was right or wrong. Dani knows I hate to cause her makeup to run from the careless mistakes of my midwestern tongue. My first sin was this young Los Angeles girl, who's been faking love and faking a smile. Since then I've started having these dreams of guitars, and old cars, and you in the passenger seat; like I'm falling in love like it was written by Springsteen.
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I fear my dear that your sins have come to light, now they're jabbing at my innocence and at the thing's that I've done right.I fear my dear that I've found what you have hidden here, tucked away from prying eyes and nestled right beneath your fear. You're laying with a jealous man who envies what I've got, but all I've got is a liars love from a liar that's been caught. I fear my dear that it's time that I build something new. I'm clearing space for what I want, there's no more room for you. I fear my dear that you left a trail for me to see. It led me to the countless souls that you'd trapped in here before me. I fear my dear that I learned too well from their mistakes. You were the hand I had to fold before the world could raise the stakes. I fear my dear that your sorries don't seem too sincere. I'm waking up to sounds of lust from habits you had given up. I fear my dear that the story will not have an end. It's better to have given up than finish what is meaningless.
8.
Killing Time 06:42
We were walking through these Venice Beach streets. I'd lost my job that week and my baby wouldn't talk to me. I look over her shoulder at her telephone screen. She's talking to her ex lover, I'm just trying to see if they're arranging to meet. Could she do that to me? If they're arranging to meet, I'll show my baby just what kind of man I can be. I'm just killing time. My baby don't know that I'm just killing time. These days, she just sits and stares at me from across the table. Even when I'm doing everything right, it doesn't make up for her lack of temper. I'm spending every night getting drunk on her couch, trying to keep myself together. I'm spending ever night getting drunk on her couch, knowing there's got to be somebody better. Tonight, we're driving till that gaslight sings us to sleep. Tonight, we're driving 'til the sunlight embraces the street. Left that mistake that's by the lake to sad down to the steel city, till we're running on empty. Now we're running on empty.

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released September 11, 2012

The Wild & Innocent - My America

Nathan Norrgran - Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Harmonica
Dylan Slocum - Guitar, Vocals
Gabe Mayeshiro - Bass
Michael Nusbaum - Drums

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Jules Leon @ Easy St. Studios, Simi Valley, CA.

Produced by Nathan Norrgran

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The Wild & Innocent. Sappy songs.
Sarcastic patriotism. Girl problems and first world pains.

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