Steer your way pass the ruins
Of the altar in the mold
Steer your way through the fable
Of creation and the fog
Steer your way pass the palaces
That rise above the rot
Year by year, month by month, day by day
Thought by thought
Steer your heart pass the truth
That you believed in yesterday
Such as fundamental goodness and
The wisdom of the way
Steer your heart, precious heart
Pass the women whom you've 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 planned it in review
And please don't make me go there
Though there'll be a God or not
Year by year, month by month, day by day
Thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blundered mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And the Mea Culpa which you probably forgot
Year by year, month by month, day by day
Thought by thought
Steer your way oh, my heart
Though I have no right to ask
To the one who was never, never equal
To the task he knows he's been convicted
Who knows who will be shot
Year by year, month by month, day by day
Thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blundered mountains weep
As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make things cheap
And the Mea Culpa which you gradually forgot
Year by year, month by month, day by day
Thought by thought