Discovering

He has lived through another night
And is quite likely to wake up again
Not in the graveyard
But in a clean queen bed

Then later day drunk daydreaming
Watching the leaves shivering
There is no clear objective today
No aim, no theme

But you should never be ashamed
And try your best not to be too afraid
Walking quiet on your way to be
Out alone discovering
The rain

He had seen the mountain's top
And found it made no difference
Just briefly blinded by the morning light
No more than that

No, there will be no reckoning
And only a few minor epiphanies
There will be fire, air and water, though
Your songs will not be played by symphonies
No

No, there will be no reckoning
And only a few minor epiphanies
There will be fire, air and water, though
Your songs will not be played by symphonies

But you should never be ashamed
And try your best not to be too afraid
Walking quiet on your way to be
Making your own discoveries
Making your own discoveries
Out alone discovering
Out alone discovering