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
[00:31.535]Happiness is somewhere i have been before- [00:37.025]A blurry photograph that i have since ignored. [00:42.280]I'll carefully adjust the aperture once more, [00:45.943]Until i set the record straight. [00:53.223]I'll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright. [00:58.729]I'll be an editor, no, a curator of light. [01:04.210]I'll let my better angels always set me right, [01:09.135]Until i even out the score. [01:14.360]Until i even out the score. [01:21.708]God, it has been quite a year- [01:26.639]I've lived a little bit and i've died a little more. [01:32.608]I know that i've asked it before, [01:37.812]But please let the scale tip here in my favor. [01:48.737]What was once the sweetest melody i've heard [01:53.897]Is now a memory reduced to little words. [01:59.386]I'll tune the orchestra and play the overture, [02:04.109]Until i pinpoint every note. [02:10.661]Give me the heart of an archeologist, [02:16.098]That i may dig until i prove that i exist. [02:21.313]A subterranean cathedral in my midst, [02:26.223]Where echos come to rest. [02:31.703]Where echos come to rest. [02:36.648]Is this where echos come to rest? [02:44.232]God, it has been quite a year- [02:49.618]I've lived a little bit and i've died a little more. [02:55.060]I know that i've asked it before, [03:00.525]But please let the scale tip here in my favor. [03:35.119]Until i set the record straight, [03:40.589]Until i set the record straight, [03:45.499]Until i can set the record straight
