Floodlights - Backyard Lyrics

Grandpa said son, real men don't hold guns
They're humble with grace
And they shield their loved ones

Hold your own he said
And bow to no one's head
Help when you have impulse
And address the things that you dread

Don't you feel embarrassed
And never feel ashamed
For sticking up for others who can't defend their name

I am nothing without the wind behind my back
But it's the wind that blows
That keeps me on my track
But where this wind comes from
Is not like a sea breeze
It flows constantly
From those close to me

I walk through an old yard
My friends in different rooms
A demon in their hands
They've taught me much under the great full moon

A complex series of unforeseen events
Divert my feet with every accident
It's humbling to know our control only goes so far

I am nothing without the wind behind my back
But it's the wind that blows
That keeps me on my track
But where this wind comes from
Is not like a sea breeze
It flows constantly
From those close to me

It flows constantly
From those close to me