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Wild Accusations

by Wild Accusations

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1.
A buzzing light just bright enough To haunt the hallways I got in too many bear fights today Pace the alleys one by one We’ll have the city to ourselves And no one can take you away The night I met you on that porch You’d never even jumped a car You haven’t seen a jumper cable since I looked at you and through your grin You said you’d be there thick or thin Haven’t had a need to doubt you since A bad idea bacchanal I’ll always laugh too hard or loud Hope I didn’t make you stay too late Thanks for all the times you tried To pick me up until I smiled You’ll always be the one to lead the way And from the other room I hear Your quiet hum or turning page I know you’re always next to me offstage I’ll test your nerve but that’s okay I’ll always love you anyways And be your necessary renegade Dancing frantically to Bowie Don’t let go Standing quiet on the back stairs Be my home A buzzing light just bright enough To haunt the hallways I got in too many bear fights today Pace the alleys one by one We’ll have the city to ourselves And no one can take you away The night I met you on that porch You’d never even jumped a car You haven’t seen a jumper cable since I looked at you and through your grin You said you’d be there thick or thin Haven’t had a need to doubt you since Dancing frantically to Bowie Don’t let go Standing quiet on the back stairs Be my home
2.
Turnaround 03:01
A forgotten mink’s an excuse to come back You must admit this one’s from the back of the pack A woman has no right smelling like a flower Tell me what she’s doing here at this hour Forgave you a thousand times I built an arsenal of your debt Year after year I hold onto my shot And constantly remind you what you’ve got Turn around Songs will always be what I wish I said But I know I’m always somewhere in the back of your head Skirting the edge of what we might mean Meeting in the middle just to try to glean An undercurrent of guesses and facts Pick the pieces looking through the cracks I’ll be the one that keeps it together When nobody knows you’re under the weather Turn around There’s a part of you I could not ever lose Turn around There’s a part of you I could not ever lose Songs will always be what I wish I said But I know I’m always somewhere in the back of your head Skirting the edge of what we might mean Meeting in the middle just to try to glean Forgave you a thousand times I built an arsenal of your debt Year after year I hold onto my shot And constantly remind you what you’ve got Turn around There’s a part of you I could not ever lose Turn around There’s a part of you I could not ever lose
3.
I never thought that this would End in tears Sure enough it still hasn’t for me I dreamt of a neighborhood, where All our fears Were part of the scenery Our catalog of minor sins Right or wrong Just isn’t fun anymore Excuses and might-have-beens Up and gone And we're not what we were before Everything becomes so clear When seen in the abstract You’re just a convenient way To avoid inconvenient facts Crashing through the ceiling Well I tried To keep us both in the air See the paint is peeling Where we lied About answering every prayer We were made to suffer Silently Which explains so much about us If you say I’m rougher, that Works for me I had to learn to be more callous It would be so easy To just sit back and relax, but You’re just a convenient way To avoid inconvenient facts Avoid inconvenient facts You’re a convenient way And I'm not going back again It was always just a matter of when I'd finally realized how wrong we've been And I need to live for now and not then I never thought that this would End in tears Sure enough it still hasn’t for me I dreamt of a neighborhood, where All our fears Were part of the scenery Our catalog of minor sins Right or wrong Just isn’t fun anymore Excuses and might-have-beens Up and gone And we're not what we were before Everything becomes so clear When seen in the abstract, but You’re just a convenient way To avoid inconvenient facts Avoid inconvenient facts You’re a convenient way
4.
Standing in the bathroom with my heels in my hand I can't stand gin and gingham This place feels like quicksand You showed up four years ago I wait around till you know Turns out that when you talk, I'd rather you not I pretended to like baseball Just to sit next to you And I dealt with it till August You ripped the filter off of your cigarettes I'm sorry ‘bout that Someone should have told you they're not like caps Driving down to the city we didn't think we'd need maps 'Cause we'd never lose sight of the towers Where did you find someone with more patience than me? Your shit was always yours and never ours I could text you in my pocket without looking down phones had buttons then Last time I saw you, you asked for forgiveness So I said no Driving down to the city we didn't think we'd need maps 'Cause we'd never lose sight of the towers Where did you find someone with more patience than me? Your shit was always yours and never ours
5.
Payphones 03:51
Drag a hand through the water In a velvet haze of heat Yellow drips through the lemon trees Years of borrowed memories Nettles grabbing at shins Spider webs tangled in hems You’ll always remember them Like a blink in a dream therein Headlights streak through the dark And we’re here through the rest without rest And a walk through the woods Is like a march to go home Balanced coffees and quarters Quietly disobeyed orders Whether sneaking to listen Or dancing to perdition Dawn feels like dusk But you have the air to yourself Clouds fading in And the push of time begins Headlights streak through the dark And we’re here through the rest without rest And a walk through the woods Is like a march to go home Headlights streak through the dark And we’re here through the rest without rest And a walk through the woods Is like a march to go home The kinds of places with payphones They were forgotten long ago Some never leave Or return with their bags in tow We’ll haunt these streets Like our mothers hoped we would We’ll scare the boys More than they thought we could
6.
You’ve got no idea what you’ve done And I told you not to bring that gun Now we’re catching up to a setting sun And we gotta keep moving on And he said I’m glad they lived the life they did It’s much better than being caught But I’ve still got that dumb crook’s ring It’s not his fault he’s an after thought We’re not the only ones on this road Always knew we’d break under our own load One day something would have to give But it was worth it just to try to live And he said I’m glad they lived the life they did It’s much better than being caught But I’ve still got that dumb crook’s ring It’s not his fault he’s an after thought Never expected to get away Just hoped for a fair fight on that day I’m not sure how to tell you this But I think that door’s about to give Tell Roy I’m sorry that I had to go But maybe he doesn’t even have to know And he said I’m glad they lived the life they did It’s much better than being caught But I’ve still got that dumb crook’s ring It’s not his fault he’s an after thought
7.
All my memories are suffused with a glow Endless sunshine that I no longer know Gold-limned dreams keep me up all night And it seems that I can’t stop the light But I have to keep pretending for now Keep pretending though I don’t, know how Rose colored glasses make real roses look dull And spare hall passes are no cure for this lull Drifting by in desperate search of a pause Don't ask why, just accept the applause But I have to keep pretending for now But I have to keep pretending for now But I have to keep pretending for now Keep pretending though I don’t, know how Know how, know how But I have to keep pretending for now Keep pretending though I don’t, know how Bad nostalgia is a curious sin It grabs ahold and takes me back where I been So much drama trying to stamp out my flaws All the trauma didn’t serve any cause But I have to keep pretending for now But I have to keep pretending for now But I have to keep pretending for now Keep pretending though I don’t, know how Know how, know how

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released April 9, 2019

Wild Accusations is:

Sarah Reusché, vocals;
Alex Poterack, guitar;
Michael Garrison, bass; and
Chase Montecalvo, drums.

Music and lyrics for all songs written by Chase Montecalvo, Alex Poterack, and Sarah Reusché.

Recorded at Jamstage in Pawtucket, RI. Engineered by Matt Sunday and Eric Palmer.

Cover art by Marco Cross.

Special thanks to Marco Cross, Maureen Montecalvo, Alexandra Poterack, Katy Terrell, Eric Reusche, and the SFL Book Club

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Remember that one time when you were listening to your music on shuffle and you wished that the song that your weird older cousin who only wore band t-shirts loved played next? And then it did? Remember that feeling? We only play that song.

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