Live Performance recorded on Nagra Stereo Tape Recorder in San Diego, CA.
Music By Sean Cox
Lyrics By Essaw Sawyer
Copyright 2021 Razor Sledge/Essaw Sawyer Muse Sick
Lyrics
The compass rose
Smells so sweet
Scent does stretch
From West to East
Leading lamb &
Lion to their feet
And through the
Needle’s eye
Stitching out
A tapestry
Draped across
An ancient knee
Embroidering
E-ter-nit-ies
Cross land, sea
And sky
All that fades away
Comes back forever changed
The compass rose
Ram-bling grows
Throwing seed
To reap the wind
Blown unknown
To reckonings
Each beginning
Has an end
So it can
Begin again
Nature’s never
Known a line
All points & curves
That rarely rhyme
Clues are there
Scattered signs
Left behind
To find