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letra de american - the max levine ensemble

i was born in 1984
post-vietnam, and then post-cold war
in a world that my parents worked hard for
i grew up safely and secure
which all in all, was a cause to celebrate
we said “mess with us, and you must be crazy
got my money on the dream team, baby!
we take gold and it comes easy. ”

and the sentiment was raised in me
to know proudly, unmistakably
who i am
and where i stand
american

but given time, found myself questioning
a country i saw biding time in a confrontation
guess i never really saw this place as
fighting wars of speculation
but i didn’t see how our nation’s history
was not fully revealed to me
no i didn’t see how our “invincibility” was naïve
like our power, “guaranteed.”

and the questions raised up out from me
in the company of a fading dream
i asked, “who am i?”
“and for what do i stand?”
american
growing up, i had a grasp on the concept
of ‘war’ as a thing from the past
that held a place in our history
but never really could apply to me
a decade passed, yeah, engaged in conflict
a generation came of age under it
raised in fear and uncertainty
but that was never how it felt to me

the first gulf war in my dim recollection
was a time we cheered in celebration
at parades that they held for the troops then
though i never even knew what happened
bosnia broadcast on tv
the berlin wall, in my memory
crumbled beneath our undying belief
in this, the empire of liberty, yeah

but i was a child brought up in contradiction
i never held these events to be questioned
but the years wore at my confidence
and with time it started making sense:
rejection faced internationally
it’s all part of the backlash baby
look inside, tell me what you see
can you tell me now what it means to be
american?

- the max levine ensemble

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