Broken Compass Songtext
von James Kennedy

Does your god fill your heart with love
Or does he fill it with hate?
Would your riches still add up
With your skeletons away?

Judge not
Lest you be judged my brother
We′ve all got
That devil waiting under

This is your mirror
Do you like what you see?
You look not too bad
And not too good to me
But I'd rather have a sinner
For a teacher
Than a perfect preacher

Does your power reach down
Or does it trample and scorn?
Does your moral high ground
Live by its lessons at all?


We walk
With a broken compass
So sure
Of where we think it leads us

This is your mirror
Do you like what you see?
You look not too bad
And not too good to me
But I′d rather have a sinner
For a teacher
Than a perfect preacher

And the reaper sits and waits
With a smile

This is your mirror
Do you like what you see?
You look not too bad
And not too good to me
But I'd rather have a sinner
For a teacher
Than a perfect preacher