Aperture Ukulele

Intro: verse 1 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 verse 2 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 Interlude Outro Until I set the record straight Until I set the record straight Until I can set the record straight