I Believe In You - Martin Sexton

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