All day long I wonder what it is about the people who have never really seemed to even understand: this ain't quite the promise land. No way.
A history of misery is no foundation to build upon.
Save me from the disinformation and the half-truths that I have to see and hear even when I'm outside almost every single night and day.
Many are deceived and I wanna scream that they got it wrong: you never really were free. The elite have a monopoly and call it 'democracy'. They call it 'freedom of speech'. Say what you want but it ain't like it makes a difference to them when you speak. Is my free will fake or real? Am I a thread in a tapestry?
Put me on a space ship. Fly me far away. Far from the pettiness of everything I say.
Why does peace make me sound so weak? It takes strength to just turn that cheek. Show me some place with no bloodshed. Then I'll know I am surely dead.
from The American Scheme (Digital Deluxe Edition)
released January 29, 2013
Mixed by J. Hall. Produced by Nickolas Blazina. Recorded at The Sound Kitchen (Nashville, TN), The Ivory Tower (Houston, TX), & The Shire (Austin, TX). Engineered by Nickolas Blazina, Michael Thompson, and Waldo John Wittenmeyer. Violins by Josh Smith, Drums by Trey Willis, Background Vocals by Nickolas Blazina & Henry Dillard. Acoustic Guitar, Song, & Lyrics by Henry Dillard.