What do you believe in?
What kind of car did you just leave in?
Who’s belief in the world has caused you to forget breathin’
Tell me who
Lives in this feeling
The tone of this moment is tinted by who’s reason?
What do you believe in?
What story do you recite when new people you’re meeting
What keeps you believing?
I ask for a word
Because when I’m with you, I feel a third
Like there’s a standard we must observe
Like you and I aren’t the world
It seems absurd as all can be
I’m overjoyed to finally see you
Thus I ask
What do you believe that tells you that you aren’t valuable to me?