The needle spins,
Round and round,
I'm lost out here,
Never to be found.

The compass never lies,
The needle never stops,
The trail twists and turns,
The door always swaps.

Left is a passage,
But nothing seems right,
Straight ahead is a trail,
Backwards is a fight.

The needle spins,
Out of control,
I chose this journey,
I must take the toll.