Pacific blues 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'd be 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.