Cold
wind blowin'
in the back of your head, you know
And the truth won't fall too
far as the freedom grows
And I don't know if
I'm ever comin' round you
A makeshift is land and
a wailing sound
The rolling hills are never stum
bling in what they know
And the truth won't stray too
far from the trees they own
And I don't know if I'm ever
coming round
You can take this island and the wailing
sound
Backwards head, you're living in the past
You think like that,
you know you're never gonna last
Where was I when the good
times came to pass?
You're backwards head,
was living in the past
What's far -fetched in the world
that we all see?
Judgment etched and hurled
at what we each believe
But I don't know if I ever want to be anything
more solid than a sailing dream
You and
I, we've been through more
We got nothing to hide and
nothing to show
You know we're only lost in a world
we shouldn't know
Backwoods head,
you're living in the past
You think like that,
you know you're never gonna last
Nowhere else like when the
good times came to pass
And your backwoods head
was living in the past
And you and
I, we've been through most
We got nothing to hide,
nothing to show
You know we're only lost in a
world that we shouldn't know
And we have come too far, too far
We got nothing to hide and
nothing to show
You know we're only lost in a world that we shouldn't
know
You
you