White Knights

WHITE KNIGHTS

(Music/lyrics Wulfmeier)

It’s The end of May got a .38 and a Shotgun by the bed,

And the wind’s blowing warm

Holding hands and walking by jasmine in the yard

Plywood on the doors.

It’s gotten so strange here

To be on her own

There’s paper, trash cans left and needles in the grass

The writings on the wall.

We play it down like nothing’s wrong, but it’s right in front of us

Those white knights

In hard times

But it’s not enough

So we tear down

While the city’s turning

Not letting up

Those white knights

Don’t take my gun

Firecrackers shooting off

They’re hitting close to home

And the helicopters circling around

Never thought I’d want to be somewhere else so badly

Watching it burn on my phone.

We play down like nothings wrong, but thank God we got those

White knights

In hard times

But it’s not enough

So we tear down

While the city’s turning

Not letting up

Those white knights

Don’t take my gun

We play it down like nothing’s wrong. We play down like nothing’s wrong, but thank God we got those

White knights

In hard times

But it’s not enough

So we tear down

While the cities turning

Not letting up

Those white knights

Don’t take my gun

Never gonna stop it’s never gonna stop no