Текст песни




I have wasted ten years in a blindfold
Tenfold more than I've invested now in sight
I have traveled several years in a fly crawl
Losing the reflection of a fight
But like a compass seeking north
There lives in me a still, sure spirit part
Clouds of doubt are cut asunder
By the lightning and the thunder
Shining from the compass of my heart
I have flown the frantic flight of the bat wing
Holding no dart of a vat
I have seized death's door handle like a fish out of the water
Waiting for the mercies of the cat
But like a compass seeking north
There lives in me a still, sure spirit part
Clouds of doubt are cut asunder
By the lightning and the thunder
Shining from the compass of my heart



Авторы: David Van Cortlandt Crosby


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