[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.