Calls From the Courtyard
from A Light Will Be Thrown by The John Whites
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lyrics
You carry a rifle and bury your chest
You play the new anthem
You won't let it end
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm watching a thousand faces at my door
You call from the courtyard
Your voice it is met
By turns of the head and raises of hands
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm falling, a thousand faces at my door
Your points hit the center
Of tin hat nonsense
And all that you're saying
Is not sinking in
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm launching a thousand faces at my door
You ain't no messiah
A preacher at best
Your words come from high up
The steps of bull shit
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm dying, a thousand faces at my door
I carry you slowly
You walk with a limp
I could have forgotten
But I just didn't
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm standing, a thousand faces at my door
My head in a slumber
My feet off the bed
All that we went through
This nightmare won't end
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm broken, a thousand faces at my door
You play the new anthem
You won't let it end
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm watching a thousand faces at my door
You call from the courtyard
Your voice it is met
By turns of the head and raises of hands
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm falling, a thousand faces at my door
Your points hit the center
Of tin hat nonsense
And all that you're saying
Is not sinking in
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm launching a thousand faces at my door
You ain't no messiah
A preacher at best
Your words come from high up
The steps of bull shit
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm dying, a thousand faces at my door
I carry you slowly
You walk with a limp
I could have forgotten
But I just didn't
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm standing, a thousand faces at my door
My head in a slumber
My feet off the bed
All that we went through
This nightmare won't end
You are not my best friend
Just someone who talks a lot like them
Well I'm broken, a thousand faces at my door
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from A Light Will Be Thrown,
released December 12, 2008
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A hurricane of restless songwriting energy, John White is quietly one of America’s best and most prolific songwriters and the namesake of the ever-amorphous Reno rock band The John Whites.
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