Spinning cosmic wheels
around and around,
nothing in your head but dust and dreams.
You won't find what you need,
following directions you can't read.

You're trying to find your way to somewhere
with a broken compass
and you're only tuned in to the same old station,
open up your mind and let it go, you will know.

Shadows of the years
are falling on you,
symphonies and sunsets all gone by.
You won't change what's been done
by fighting in a war that can't be won.

You're trying to find your way to somewhere
with a broken compass
and you're only digging in the same old garden,
open up your mind and let the seeds within you grow.
Let your worries go,
and once you look inside you will find your way back home.

Try to find your way with a broken compass.