Against the Wind lyrics

A wall strong in numbers

burns the midnight candle.

The brave arm in arm

stands before them now

up against the wind.

Old ways up against the wind.

The game is in their hands

calling out the colour.

Togetherness, their courage

recognise the power.

Make a stand before them.

Old ways follows the beaten track

against the wind.

Against the wind.

Defying their leaders.

Holding out for free will.

The strong dare to echo.

Nothing can stop.

Nothing can stop us now.

Up against the wind.

Old ways up against the wind.

The game is in your hands.

Reach for every moment.

In rising generations,

capturing the change.

Make a stand before them.

Old ways follows the beaten track

against the wind.

Against the wind.

• Artist:Moya Brennan
• Album:Máire (1992)