Aperture
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
ApertureLRC歌词
[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
