Paul Simon's
Paul Simon Frankfurt 2002

I Don't Believe

ŠPaul Simon, released on Surprise, 2006


Acts of kindness, like breadcrumbs in a fairytale forest

Lead us past dangers as light melts the darkness

But I don't believe, and I'm not consoled

I lean closer to the fire, but I'm cold


The earth was born in a storm

The waters receded, the mountains were formed

"The universe loves a drama," you know

And ladies and gentlemen this is the show


I got a call from my broker

The broker informed me I'm broke

I was dealing my last hand of poker

My cards were useless as smoke


Oh, guardian angel

Don't taunt me like this, on a clear summer evening as soft as a kiss

My children are laughing, not a whisper of care

My love is brushing her long chestnut hair

I don't believe a heart can be filled to the brim

Then vanish like mist as though life were a whim


Maybe the heart is part of the mist

And that's all that there is or could ever exist

Maybe and maybe and maybe some more

Maybe's the exit that I'm looking for


I got a call from my broker

The broker said he was mistaken

Maybe some virus or brokerage joke

And he hopes that my faith isn't shaken


Acts of kindness

Like rain in a draught

Release the spirit with a whoop and a shout

I don't believe we were born to be sheep in a flock