Bob Catley - Against the Wind lyrics

Old friends never clandestine Bold destinies, hearts entwined One voice that was lost in time Walking tall against the wind First wave of a turning tide One bastion, truth and pride Strikes out for the last in line As we claw against the wind Go, valiant talon kind In your heart the fearless goal Old and young enough to die We must hide the precious gift From hands the light betrayed Go For we must return it to The fire from whence it came Nine came from forsaken lands Cloaked travellers, half-ling band Free souls with the truth in hand Try to forge against the wind We shadows of Moria Shaped light from Lothlorien Take flight, gentle warriors As we soar against the wind Go, valiant talon kind In your heart the fearless goal Old and young enough to die We must hide the precious gift From hands the light betrayed Go For we must return it to The fire from whence it came Go, valiant talon kind In your heart the fearless goal Old and young enough to die We must hide the precious gift From hands the light betrayed Go For we must return it to The fire from whence it came Go, valiant talon kind In your heart the fearless goal Old and young enough to die We must hide the precious gift From hands the light betrayed Go For we must return it to The fire from whence it came Go, valiant talon kind In your heart the fearless goal Old and young enough to die We must hide the precious gift From hands the light betrayed Go For we must return it to The fire from whence it came