So far I haven't been able to sleepnSo far I haven't been able to eatnMy body's all tied up insidenI will have nowhere to hidenFrom the sentence that's due to menFrom the troubles of the raging seannHow will I survive,nWithout a compass for my guide?nHow will I get through?nHow will I survive?nnWhere will this road lead me to?nNot shelter up in the hillsnNot a bed left for the illnTravel I continue stillnAll alone except for the comfortnOf the silent windnAll alone except for the comfortnOf my sinsnnHow will I survive,nWithout a compass for my guide?nnWhere will this road lead me to?nNot a tiny small place in the earthnShowing me its small and priceless worthnAll alone except for the comfortnOf the silent windnAll alone except for the comfortnOf my sinsnnHow will I survive,nWithout a compass for my guide?nHow will I get through?nHow will I survive?nnWhere will this road lead me to?nTowards the lights flashing before menTowards my doom nThat I've been too blind to seenAll alone except for the comfort of the silent windnAll alone except for the comfort of my sins