Pacific Blues

Am C F Am

[Verse]
Am              C
If i could rearrange my words
F               Am
I'd say what i mean
  Am                  C
If i could learn to count the cards
     F          C
I'd risk everything
Am           C
Imagine how brave i'd be
F                Am
If i knew i'd be safe
Am               C
If i could only know the end
F                 Am
I'd be a prodigy of faith

[Pre-Chorus]
   G                           
If i had a treasure map, oh the 
 F            Am
answers i'd find
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    G                            
I'd dust off the artifacts 'til i 
  F            Am
made 'em all shine

[Chorus]
  Am                          
Everything i know is borrowed, 
  F         Am
broken or blind
 Am                    C      
And what i've seen of beautiful 
         F        C
feels merely implied
            Am          C         
Is it the treatment of symptoms or
   F          C
 a touch of divine?
             Am                C  
I guess the truth is that the 
         F         C
truth is of complex design

 F                 C
   How i ache to know

[After Chorus]
      F                            
God knows that i know we're little 
                        C
boats in the great big sea
         F                         
Setting sail after sail in the 
           C
hopes of finding a breeze


[Verse]
 Am                   C           
Every compass i have followed i've
  F             C
 trusted and denied
 Am                  C         
So it goes with an ever-changing 
       F         C
definition of right
           Am           C         
Is it the treatment of symptoms or
    F         C
 a touch of divine?
             Am                C  
I guess the truth is that the 
         F         C
truth is of complex design

[Instrumental]
Am C F C x2

[Chorus]
   Am           G             Dm 
If ignorance is bliss, then i 
           Am
guess i'm in heaven
          Am       G            
But this hesitant kiss sends me 
Dm           Em           C
back to the grasp of the sea

         F                         
Setting sail after sail in the 
                 C
hopes of finding a breeze