Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot
Let your soul be your pilotLet your soul guide youHe'll guide you well
When you're down and they're countingWhen your secrets all found outWhen your troubles take to mountingWhen the map you have leads you to doubtWhen there's no informationAnd the compass turns to nowhere that you know well
Let your soul be your pilotLet your soul guide youHe'll guide you well
When the doctors failed to heal youWhen no medicine chest can make you wellWhen no counsel leads to comfortWhen there are no more lies they can tellNo more useless informationAnd the compass spinsThe compass spins between heaven and hell
Let your soul be your pilotLet your soul guide youHe'll guide you well
And your eyes turn towards the window paneTo the lights upon the hillThe distance seems so strange to you nowAnd the dark room seems so still
Let your pain be my sorrowLet your tears be my tears tooLet your courage be my modelThat the north you find will be trueWhen there's no informationAnd the compass turns to nowhere that you know well
Let your soul be your pilotLet your soul guide youLet your soul guide youLet your soul guide you upon your way...