Pacific Blues
๐ต 1051 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:26 duration
๐ ID: 9898687
๐ Lyrics
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 was 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
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 was 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.11] If I could rearrange my words
[00:17.27] I'd say what I mean
[00:21.09] If I could learn to count the cards
[00:24.09] I'd risk everything
[00:27.89] Imagine how brave I'd be
[00:31.22] If I knew I was safe
[00:33.13] If I could only know the end
[00:35.98] I'd be a prodigy of faith
[00:40.85] If I had a treasure map
[00:44.14] Oh, the answers I'd find
[00:47.60] I'd dust off the artifacts
[00:50.99] 'Til I made 'em all shine
[00:57.42] Everything I know is borrowed, broken or blind
[01:03.98] And what I've seen of beautiful feels merely implied
[01:09.75] Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
[01:16.22] I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design
[01:24.85]
[01:28.71] How I ache to know
[01:33.08]
[01:39.32] God knows that I know we're little boats in the great big sea
[01:48.29] Setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze
[01:56.74]
[02:03.17] Every compass I have followed I've trusted and denied
[02:09.85] So it goes with an ever-changing definition of right
[02:15.74] Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
[02:21.81] I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design
[02:30.56]
[02:43.65] If ignorance is bliss, then I guess I'm in heaven
[02:50.50] 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
[03:12.56]
[00:17.27] I'd say what I mean
[00:21.09] If I could learn to count the cards
[00:24.09] I'd risk everything
[00:27.89] Imagine how brave I'd be
[00:31.22] If I knew I was safe
[00:33.13] If I could only know the end
[00:35.98] I'd be a prodigy of faith
[00:40.85] If I had a treasure map
[00:44.14] Oh, the answers I'd find
[00:47.60] I'd dust off the artifacts
[00:50.99] 'Til I made 'em all shine
[00:57.42] Everything I know is borrowed, broken or blind
[01:03.98] And what I've seen of beautiful feels merely implied
[01:09.75] Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
[01:16.22] I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design
[01:24.85]
[01:28.71] How I ache to know
[01:33.08]
[01:39.32] God knows that I know we're little boats in the great big sea
[01:48.29] Setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze
[01:56.74]
[02:03.17] Every compass I have followed I've trusted and denied
[02:09.85] So it goes with an ever-changing definition of right
[02:15.74] Is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine?
[02:21.81] I guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design
[02:30.56]
[02:43.65] If ignorance is bliss, then I guess I'm in heaven
[02:50.50] 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
[03:12.56]