broken compass

as i try to find my way

this broken compass seems to lead so much further away

to live and breath another day

to see the things that i have seen

only a few of us may

reap the rewards of life

so much is missing or mistaken

so much doesn't seem right

please guide me through this maze

engulfed by the gutters

trapped in this haze

so sick of this mess i'm in

far away from all the people that they really want me to be

when did this road begin

things are getting worse it's almost to the point where i can not see

that there's more to life

so much is questioned in what's written

so it may seem

shackled in so many ways

engulfed in the storm

trapped in this haze

this compass leads me away

if you heard all the sounds

would you lift me off the ground?

would you guide me through the rain?

so wipe my eyes and scratch my head

i can only see a couple feet in front of my face

why don't you turn on a light instead

this kind of travesty seems to just pull me away

this compass isn't working

my sails are slowly turning

this compass isn't working

it's slowly leading me away

this compass leads me away

if you heard all the sounds

would you lift me off the ground?

if you'd just turned around

and believe in what you've found

will you guide me through the rain

through the rain