Tom: G
Introdução: G G C G D G
G C
Happiness is somewhere I have been before-
G C
A blurry photograph that I have since ignored
G
I'll carefully adjust the aperture once more
G D G
Until I set the record straight
G C
I'll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright
G C
I'll be an editor, no, a curator of light
G
I'll let my better angels always set me right
G D G
Until I even out the score
G D G
Until I even out the score
C Em
God, it has been quite a year-
G D
I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more
C Em
I know that I've asked it before
G D G
But please let the scale tip here in my favor
verse 2
G C
What was once the sweetest melody I've heard
G C
Is now a memory reduced to little words
G
I'll tune the orchestra and play the overture
G D G
Until I pinpoint every note
G
Give me the heart of an archeologist
C
That I may dig until I prove that I exist
G C
A subterranean cathedral in my midst
G D G
Where echos come to rest
G D G
Where echos come to rest
G D G
Is this where echos come to rest?
C Em
God, it has been quite a year-
G D
I've lived a little bit and I've died a little more
C Em
I know that I've asked it before
G D G
But please let the scale tip here in my favor
Interlude
CEm G D
CEm G D
G
Outro
G D G
Until I set the record straight
G D G
Until I set the record straight
G D G
Until I can set the record straight