Band Of Horses - Neighbor

The wind blew a path
Through the fallen leaves
And there showed a crack
In the old oak tree
The door stood as if
It was standing guard
Of the dozen chipmunks
In the backyard.

Every house not a home
But dare do I roam?
There's a light on the porch
Here for someone...

Once upon a time in a border town
The war was over, the guns laid down,
The women, the men, the children saved,
Now it's hard to remember it
Any other way.

When the law acts as though
There is nothing to show
There is compassion and depth
In a neighbor...

Now if Bartles And Jaymes
Didn't need no first names,
We could live by our own laws
In favor.

Every house not a home
But dare do I roam?
There's a light on the porch
Here for someone...

Now if Bartles And Jaymes
Didn't need no first names,
We could live by our own laws
In favor.