Capo 3rd fret

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Intro

Altazing 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 defenceless, a waiting son at arms

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

Young and defenceless, a waiting 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 defenceless, a waiting son at arms

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

 Cause were all alone

 Were all alone

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

 Beating hearts, against a tide

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

 Were all alone

 Were all alone

 Beating hearts against a tide of one

Outro