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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] to rest.
 where [bad word] to rest.
 is this where [bad word] 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.