Norah Jones - Steer Your Way lyrics
[Norah Jones - Steer Your Way lyrics]
Steer your way past the ruins of
The altar and the mall
Steer your way through the fables
Of creation and the fall
Steer your way past the palaces
That rise above the rot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your heart past the truth
That you believed in yesterday
Such as fundamental goodness and the
Wisdom of the way
Steer your heart, precious heart
Past the women whom you bought
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your way through the pain that
Is far more real than you
That smashed the cosmic model
That blinded every view
And please, don't make me go there
Though there be a God or not
Year by year month by month
And day by day thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blunted mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And say the mea culpa
Which you probably forgot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your way, o my heart
Though I have no right to ask
To the one who was never
Never equal to the task
Who knows he's been convicted
Who knows he will be shot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blunted mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And say the mea culpa
Which you gradually forgot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Month by month day by day
Thought by thought month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Ah, ooh ooh
The altar and the mall
Steer your way through the fables
Of creation and the fall
Steer your way past the palaces
That rise above the rot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your heart past the truth
That you believed in yesterday
Such as fundamental goodness and the
Wisdom of the way
Steer your heart, precious heart
Past the women whom you bought
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your way through the pain that
Is far more real than you
That smashed the cosmic model
That blinded every view
And please, don't make me go there
Though there be a God or not
Year by year month by month
And day by day thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blunted mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And say the mea culpa
Which you probably forgot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Steer your way, o my heart
Though I have no right to ask
To the one who was never
Never equal to the task
Who knows he's been convicted
Who knows he will be shot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blunted mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And say the mea culpa
Which you gradually forgot
Year by year month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Month by month day by day
Thought by thought month by month
Day by day thought by thought
Ah, ooh ooh