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  • if i could rearrange my words,
    i'd say what i mean.
    if i could learn to count the cards,
    i'd risk everything.
    imagine how brave i'd be
    if i knew i'd be safe.
    if i could only know the end,
    i'd be a prodigy of faith.
    if i had a treasure map, oh the answers i'd find.
    i'd dust off the artifacts 'til i made 'em all shine.
    everything i know is borrowed, broken or blind,
    and what i've seen of beautiful feels merely implied.
    is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
    i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design.
    how i ache to know.
    God knows that i know we're little boats in the great big sea.
    setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze.
    every compass i have followed i've trusted and denied.
    so it goes with an ever-changing definition of right.
    is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
    i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design.

    if ignorance is bliss, then i guess i'm in heaven.
    but this hesitant kiss sends me back to the grasp of the sea.
    setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze.
  • [00:13.75]if i could rearrange my words,
    [00:17.55]i'd say what i mean.
    [00:20.59]if i could learn to count the cards,
    [00:24.17]i'd risk everything.
    [00:27.67]imagine how brave i'd be
    [00:31.00]if i knew i'd be safe.
    [00:33.78]if i could only know the end,
    [00:36.62]i'd be a prodigy of faith.
    [00:41.26]if i had a treasure map, oh the answers i'd find.
    [00:47.41]i'd dust off the artifacts 'til i made 'em all shine.
    [00:57.14]everything i know is borrowed, broken or blind,
    [01:03.02]and what i've seen of beautiful feels merely implied.
    [01:09.65]is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
    [01:16.29]i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design.
    [01:25.61]how i ache to know.
    [01:39.78]God knows that i know we're little boats in the great big sea.
    [01:48.57]setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze.
    [01:57.79]every compass i have followed i've trusted and denied.
    [02:09.35]so it goes with an ever-changing definition of right.
    [02:15.68]is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
    [02:21.98]i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design.
    [02:35.97]
    [02:43.20]if ignorance is bliss, then i guess i'm in heaven.
    [02:49.82]but this hesitant kiss sends me back to the grasp of the sea.
    [03:05.48]setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze.