Compass

I have wasted ten years in a blind-fold Ten-fold more than I've invested now in sight I have traveled beveled mirrors in a fly crawl Losing the reflection of a fight But like a compa*s seeking north (Seeking north) There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part Clouds of doubt are cut asunder (Clouds of doubt) By the lightning and the thunder (Shining from my heart) Shining from the compa*s of my heart I have flown the frantic flight of the bat-wing And only known the dark because of that I have seized death's door-handle Like a fish out of the water Waiting for the mercy of the cat But like a compa*s seeking north (Seeking north) There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part Clouds of doubt are cut asunder (Clouds of doubt) By the lightning and the thunder (Shining from my heart) Shining from the compa*s of my heart