I Believe In You

In the Nashville greyhound station locker 23
There’s an old vinyl bowling bag that once belonged to me
In it there are memories but I’ve misplaced the key
All the keepsakes held within it I may never get to see, yeah
Now I don’t believe in much maybe half of what I see
Some of what I touch like the stinger on a bee
Now I don’t need a book of rules to tell me what to do
No I don’t believe in much no but I believe in you, I believe in you
That mixed tape that you made me grateful dead all on one side
Those ticket stubs from the summer show just before Jerry died
Bottle caps from Orchard Beach the day you saved my hide
You told the cops we’re late for church we laughed until we cried
Now I don’t believe in much maybe half of what I see
Staying out of touch or insincerity
Being late for suppertime sugarcoating what’s not true
Oh I don’t believe in much, I believe in you
Funny how it takes losing to find out what we had
Sometimes it’s not about choosing more like wanting what you have
Oh I can’t put my hands on it it’s right behind the door
That photograph of both of us the way we were before
I’m going back to Nashville I’m gonna get that bowling bag
All these years of not speaking to you have really been a drag
I could call a locksmith but that’s not what I’ll do
Gonna break this vow of silence and get back in touch with you
You know I don’t believe in much half of what I see
Or staying out of touch with someone who was so close to me
Oh nothing that ain’t right oh nothing that ain’t true
You know I don’t believe in much, no
But after all these years I still believe in you
I believe in you
Do you believe me cause I do
I believe in you