Steer Your Way
Steer your way through the ruinsOf the altar and the mallSteer your way through the fablesOf creation and the fallSteer your way past the palacesThat rise above the rotYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought
Steer your heart past the truthYou believed in yesterdaySuch as fundamental goodnessAnd the wisdom of the waySteer your heart, precious heartPast the women whom you boughtYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought
Steer your path through the painThat is far more real than youThat smashed the cosmic modelThat blinded every viewAnd please don’t make me go thereTho’ there be a god or notYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stonesThe blunted mountains weepAs he died to make men holyLet us die to make things cheapAnd say the Mea Culpa which you’ve probably forgotYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought
Steer your way, o my heartTho’ I have no right to askTo the one who was neverNever equal to the taskWho knows he’s been convictedWho knows he will be shotYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stonesThe blunted mountains weepAs he died to make men holyLet us die to make things cheapAnd say the Mea Culpa which you gradually forgotYear by yearMonth by monthDay by dayThought by thought