Alright
This song is about being young
It's Sixteen
Waltzing daydream serenade
Preaching God and country like lines on a telegraph
Seems like we all want to be
So very different, but nothing changes
Young and defenseless waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Young and defenseless awaiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
We all end up like magazines
Crumpled up, discarded, catalogued forgotten
Read the pages that are free
Living something careless
Just sixteen all over
Young and defenseless, awaiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Young and defenseless, awaiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Beating hearts against a tide of one
'Cause we're all alone
We're all alone
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Beating hearts against the tide
Repeat it
Against the tide
Young and defenseless, sing it, (awaiting son at arms) yeah
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Beating hearts against a tide of one
'Cause we're all alone
We're all alone
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Go
Yeah
