Without A Compass

Do I need a cardiologist or an exorcist? I'm in distress and without a compass Running through tunnels with collapsing ends Under the weight of my impermanence Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in Take a step, take a breath, then do it again These scars aren't wounds We heal, we mend They remind us of where we've been It feels wrong to sing the words in this song When I have had such a charmed existence But I am still haunted by longing, and loss Anxiety, and superstition Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in Take a step, take a breath, then do it again These scars aren't wounds We heal, we mend They remind us of where we've been For so long I need a change of tide, a place to start To put the pieces back together after falling apart To find the strength to cry, then to dry my eyes And finally learn to love myself in the next part of my life I recognize that I am loved and I want to thank you For never giving up on me"