The Matter

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 the power of love 

  I don't believe in the wisdom of stone 

  I don't believe in a God or the mind 

  La la la la 



  I listen to you breathing 

  Its steady and its slow 

  We lie close to the ceiling 

  I think of children in our home 



  But the quiet in the quarters 

  Stirs me from the thought 

  I might leave tommorow 

  To feel the joy of a new start 



  I don't believe in the power of love 

  I don't believe in the wisdom of stone 

  I don't believe in a God or the mind 



  In the morning many seabirds 

  On the icy wind arive 

  Never crowding their companions 

  Against the blinding sky they die 



  I think about you sleeping 

  How you'll miss the morning tide 

  But my stomach is uneasy 

  And I choose to stay outside 



  I don't believe in the power of love 

  I don't believe in the wisdom of stone 

  I don't believe in a God or the mind 

  I'm not alone