The Matter of Our Discussion - Boom Bip, Nina Nastasia

I know it makes you feel sad

Then you look at me that way

Your hands hold on the railing

As we glide across the bay

With everything uncertain

It’s easy to defend

But we do not talk of feelings

And you know i can’t pretend

I don’t believe in power of Love

I don’t believe in wisdom of stone

I don’t believe in a God or a Mind

And I’m not alone …

I listen to your breathing

It’s steady and it’s slow

We close tot the ceiling

I think of children in our home

But the quiet in the quarters

Stirs me from the thought

I might leave tomorrow

To feel the joy of a new start

I don’t believe in power of Love

I don’t believe in wisdom of stone

I don’t believe in a God or a Mind

In the morning many sea birds

On the icy wind arrive

Never crowding their companions

Against the blinding sky they dive

I think about you sleeping

How miss you’ll miss the morning tide

But my stomach is uneasy

And I choose to stay outside

I don’t believe in power of Love

I don’t believe in wisdom of stone

I don’t believe in a God or the mind

I’m not alone …