Letra
Now he's hanging at his ropes and he sure could use some help
They all look at him for answers and follow him though he's lost too
Adoration for this odd one he knows is just cliche
Nothing he could help him but he don't know not from day
Against the wind, against the grain
No reward despite his pain
Little to give and less to lose
But to walk in this man's shoes
They say he looks for the good in all
He will catch you if you fall
To all his bidding it only seems fitting
To call them fools
Fear is not kind, the truth's quite blatant
Rhetorical answer to a strict statement
He knows the world but he feels lost
Sad and enraged, emotions cross
He needs a rush to help him cope
Even worse now he's lost a hope
Against the wind, against the grain
No reward despite his pain
Little to give and less to lose
But to walk in this man's shoes
They say he looks for the good in all
He will catch you if you fall
To all his bidding it only seems fitting
To call them fools
Strung out in the distance, he doesn't have a clue
The skies above his head have turned a funny shade of blue
He runs from the darkness, made him from his fears
The evil that was taunting him has caught him in the years
He's your hero, nothing but a zero
Call you tool
Written by: Dean Brown, Shawn Welch
