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