Lyrics Sixteen (Live) - Funeral for a Friend

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