Discoverer

Hey baby
This is not a challenge
Just means that I love you
As much as I always said I did

I was wrong
I have been laughable wrong
Sandpaper, paper mâché, chalk, and hung out wet

Oh, the city and your skin
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now
But I didn't have to be afraid
I didn't have to feel so stupid
I can see myself, I can feel

That
Just the slightest bit of finesse
Might have made a little less mess
But it was what it was
Let's all get on with it, now!

Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Laughing! Lah!
Discoverer!

Floating across Houston
This is where I am
I see the city rise up tall
The opportunities and possibilities
Oh, I have never felt so called
Remember the vodka expresso night of discovery?
Remember that? Laughing! Discovery!

Oh how I look back and reflect
How I felt it, how it set
I don't have to feel so wrong
Now I wake up dreaming saffron, turmeric and brass

Just the slightest bit of finesse
Might have made a little less mess
But it was what it was
Let's all get on with it, now!

Just the slightest bit of finesse
That might have made a little less mess
But it was what it was
Let's all get on with it, now!

Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Discoverer!
Discoverer!



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael Stipe, Michael E. Mills
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