My Compass is not bound North nor South It does not guide me to Just one house I do not serve the west I do not kneel to the East I was there when the Bells Starting ringing I saw the millions of Nostalgic face I saw the atom Exploding forms and hidden places I was here before Before the barren statistics Before the talentless could hit this Before the nuclear Mystics I was here before Sounding the alarm Feel more than you do Know more than you do Care more than you do More than you