From the recording Of What Is Left

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Lyrics

I woke up this morning with a crick in my neck
Realizing my life wasn’t worth a shit
Well I went to the kitchen to heat up some brew
And through the old screen door the fresh air blew

Like a hurricane it hit me what am I doing here
Surrounded by pain, frustration and fears
Well I grabbed my guitar and packed it all in
And I headed outside with my back to the wind

Well I started out walking down dusty gravel roads
Across open fields on rivers of asphalt I roamed
Through cities, across country my feet carried me
For once in my life I finally felt free

With no one to answer and no place to be
Traveling like a cloud just led by the breeze
With my lungs filled with air, warm sun on my face
My eyes on the horizon and my back to the wind

Chorus
It pushes me wherever I go
It moves me but sometimes it slows
And I stay until it blows
Then I’m off again with my back to the wind

I worked my whole life trying to earn the mighty dollar
And I never once heard that free wind a holler
It was calling for me but I was blind, deaf and dumb
It wanted me out it begged me to come

Well, I finally accepted with its gentle ease
An invite of freedom on the tail of breeze
It opened my eyes shattered my chains
Now I’m living the good life with my back to the wind

Chorus
It pushes me wherever I go
It moves me but sometimes it slows
And I stay until it blows
Then I’m off again with my back to the wind