I have to jump on these chances
these days they're few and far between
they're still incoherent, not quite balanced
but they flow so easily
they come so naturally
not so drunk, not so sober
blurry eyed, eyes still not quite fluttered
not yet stuttering through words
I'm just at ease, not yet ill mannered


it's easier not to think.

I guess structure has kind of unnerved me
and I suppose I'm feeling a little nostalgic lately
reasonable and responsible by anyone's standards
I'm ever so polite, ever so grounded, so settled
don't get me wrong, I wouldn't give you up for anything
we've got this all planned out, and I know we'll be alright
You're everything I wan't in the light of day, but tonight
I'm just wanting for something that's been and gone
for a time when I couldn't count my worries 
not on all my fingers and all my toes, on a full head of hair
I'm wanting for broken thoughts and a fuzzy brain
for futile tears, restless sleep plagued with nightmares
to feel the full weight, to struggle with the strain
I just want to be sixteen again
I just want to be sixteen again