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I have wasted ten years in a blind-fold,Ten-fold more than I've invested now in sight.I have traveled beveled mirrors in a fly crawl,Losing the reflection of a fight.But like a compass seeking north, (seeking north).There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part.Clouds of doubt are cut asunder (clouds of doubt).By the lightning and the thunderShining from the compass of my heart (shining from my heart).I have flown the frantic flight of the bat-wingAnd only known the dark because of thatI have seized death's door-handleLike a fish out of the waterWaiting for the mercy of the cat.But like a compass seeking north, (seeking north).There lives in me a still, sure, spirit part.Clouds of doubt are cut asunder (clouds of doubt).By the lightning and the thunderShining from the compass of my heart (shining from my heart).Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young "American Dream"1988 Aus Songtexte Mania