Leonard Cohen - Steer your way

^C#mSteer your way past the ruins of the Altar and the Mall Steer your ^F#mway through the fables of Creation and The Fall Steer your ^C#mway past the Palaces that rise above the rot

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^C#mSteer your heart past the Truth that you believed in yesterday Such as ^F#mFundamental Goodness and the Wisdom of the Way Steer your ^C#mheart, precious heart, past the women whom you bought

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^C#mSteer your way through the pain that is far more real than you That's ^F#msmashed the Cosmic Model, that blinded every view And ^C#mplease don't make me go there, though there be a God or not

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They ^Awhisper still, the injured stones The blunted mountains ^Eweep As he ^Adied to make men holy Let us die to make things ^Echeap And ^Bsay the Mea Culpa, which you probably forgot

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^C#mSteer your way, O my heart, though I have no right to ask To the ^F#mone who was never, never equal to the task Who ^C#mknows he's been convicted, who knows he will be shot

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They ^Awhisper still, the injured stones The blunted mountains ^Eweep As he ^Adied to make men holy Let us die to make things ^Echeap And ^Bsay your Mea Culpa, which you gradually forgot

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