Privates (The)
Barricades
When we were young, we made an awful tradeWe lost our bearings by the barricadesBut we're on our wayWe're on our wayI rolled back over so someone might seeA year's reflection bouncing back off meBut I'm on my kneesI'm on my kneesBecause I still shake if there's a hand placed on my shoulderAnd I don't feel that much older anymoreThis souvenir's the company you keepTaking the orders they just read and weepRight back to sleepRight back to sleepBack to sleepBut you don't wake and morning's breaking more than everAnd we'll feel so much better than before
From Letras Mania