Barricades

When we were young, we made an awful trade
We lost our bearings by the barricades
But we're on our way
We're on our way

I rolled back over so someone might see
A year's reflection bouncing back off me
But I'm on my knees
I'm on my knees

Because I still shake if there's a hand placed on my shoulder
And I don't feel that much older anymore

This souvenir's the company you keep
Taking the orders they just read and weep
Right back to sleep
Right back to sleep
Back to sleep

But you don't wake and morning's breaking more than ever
And we'll feel so much better than before