[Intro – The Hidden North]
There’s a compass that no hand can hold,
Buried in marrow, ancient and old.
It hums to the song of the turning Earth,
Guiding us home from the moment of birth.

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[Verse 1 – The Pull of Polaris]
Under the stars, the sky reveals,
A wheel of light that slowly wheels.
Each point of fire a whispered guide,
Marking the place where the night won’t hide.

The North Star waits in patient grace,
Fixed in the vault, a timeless face.
Sailors and seekers lift their chin—
To find the compass beneath the skin.

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[Verse 2 – Magnetic Memory]
The iron in blood, the pulse in bone,
Answers a call that is never shown.
Some say it’s science, some call it soul,
But all feel the tug toward something whole.

The poles exchange their ancient vow,
To steer our steps, to shape the now.
From bird in flight to drifting fin,
We all are drawn by the pull within.

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[Chorus – The Compass Beneath the Skin]
It turns us home, though we’ve never been,
This compass buried deep within.
It spins for love, it spins for truth,
It spins for the child inside our youth.

Through shifting tides, through storm and din,
It knows the road where we begin.
It leads us out, it draws us in—
The compass beneath the skin.

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[Verse 3 – Paths Without Maps]
I’ve walked through cities without name,
And deserts where no two dunes were the same.
Still, the direction was always near—
A silent voice that whispered clear.

Not every journey needs a chart,
Some just follow the beating heart.
And though the roads are dressed in sin,
They bow to the compass beneath the skin.

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[Bridge – The Great Alignment]
When north is lost and south is gone,
When stars are veiled and night is long—
The Earth still hums her constant spin,
And calls the compass beneath your skin.

The way is made of trust and feel,
It’s more than steel, it’s more than steel.
It’s something old as time’s first spin—
The compass beneath the skin.

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[Verse 4 – Return Without Arrival]
Sometimes you find, when the journey ends,
You’ve simply circled back to friends.
The point was never far-off lands,
But learning the weight of your own hands.

And though I walk to where I’ve been,
I walk anew, and walk within.
The poles may swap, the world may spin—
But I trust the compass beneath the skin.

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[Outro – Magnetic Dawn]
The sky grows pale, the stars draw thin,
I turn my face where day begins.
And in that light, I know again—
The compass beneath my skin.

R&B 2 Rue

Matt

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