Hi All,

This is called Somebody's America.

I’m a vigilante for peace
There’s a war on every corner
It’s hard to know what it means
When everyone’s a soldier

I’m trying to love the living
In a language torn and raw
Every heart is drawing borders
Every kiss declares a war

I remember steady ground
I remember softer lines
This is somebody’s America
But right now it ain’t mine

I’m a letter left unopened
On a table set for none
Every promise sounds like thunder
When it’s spoken by a gun

I’m a choir with no steeple
Singing low so we survive
Every streetlight holds a vigil
For the ways we stay alive

I remember steady ground
I remember softer lines
This is somebody’s America
But right now it ain’t mine

I remember steady ground
I remember softer lines
This is somebody’s America
But right now it ain’t mine

BIAB Tracks:
2877: Bass, Acoustic, Americana
3101: Piano, ElectricVintage
3073: Guitar, Resonator, Background
RealDrums: AmericanaRoots
Other Notes:
Mic: Placid Audio Copperphone
Vocals: Logic Pro
Electric Guitar: Collings Ladybird
Waves Vocal Rider
Izotope Nectar 3 Elements for Vocals
Izotope Plasma for Instrument Tracks Processing
Final Track Mix & Master: Logic Pro & Izotope Ozone 11

As always - thanks for listening!

Bob

Robert S. Dean - SoundCloud Song Channel