Discoverer Songtext
von R.E.M.
Discoverer Songtext
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!
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!
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael Stipe, Michael E. Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com