Happiness is somewhere I have been before A blurry photograph that I have since ignored I'll carefully adjust the aperture once more Until I set the record straight I'll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright I'll be an editor, no, a curator of light I'll let my better angels always set me right Until I even out the score Until I even out the score God, it has been quite a year I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more I know that I've asked it before But please let the scale tip here in my favor What was once the sweetest melody I've heard Is now a memory reduced to little words I'll tune the orchestra and play the overture Until I pinpoint every note Give me the heart of an archeologist That I may dig until I prove that I exist A subterranean cathedral in my midst Where echos come to rest Where echos come to rest Is this where echos come to rest? God, it has been quite a year I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more I know that I've asked it before But please let the scale tip here in my favor
Until I set the record straight Until I set the record straight Until I can set the record straight
[00:31.40]Happiness is somewhere I have been before [00:36.68]A blurry photograph that I have since ignored [00:42.05]I'll carefully adjust the aperture once more [00:46.63]Until I set the record straight [00:52.33]I'll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright [00:58.56]I'll be an editor, no, a curator of light [01:04.03]I'll let my better angels always set me right [01:08.66]Until I even out the score [01:13.80]Until I even out the score [01:21.31]God, it has been quite a year [01:26.60]I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more [01:32.07]I know that I've asked it before [01:37.40]But please let the scale tip here in my favor [01:48.55]What was once the sweetest melody I've heard [01:53.62]Is now a memory reduced to little words [01:59.10]I'll tune the orchestra and play the overture [02:03.83]Until I pinpoint every note [02:10.43]Give me the heart of an archeologist [02:15.76]That I may dig until I prove that I exist [02:21.39]A subterranean cathedral in my midst [02:26.12]Where echos come to rest [02:31.50]Where echos come to rest [02:36.49]Is this where echos come to rest? [02:43.96]God, it has been quite a year [02:49.14]I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more [02:54.76]I know that I've asked it before [02:59.75]But please let the scale tip here in my favor [03:07.40] [03:34.63]Until I set the record straight [03:39.86]Until I set the record straight [03:44.95]Until I can set the record straight
