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Jessica Molaskey - Proof Lyrics



Jessica Molaskey - Proof Lyrics





[MURIEL]
I marched with Dr. King once in Chicago
Nobody knows this, I've never told
But if anyone should doubt it
You can see me in the photo
On the front of the Tribune above the fold
And I used to have a scar
From a bottle someone threw
And I realize it's not a thing
You'd think that I would do
But I'd heard so much and read so much
About the man and so
I had to go
I had to know

My brother—this is heavily symbolic—
He was committed my sophomore year
He was sure the FBI had put electrodes on his brain
And so he shoved a pen-knife straight into his ear
It was terrible, and yet
What it mostly made me feel
Was the hope that now he'd finally admit it wasn't real
We agree: He must be crazy
We abandon the pretense
'Cause what makes sense
Is evidence

I'll believe in God when I see her
I'll believe in Santa when the sleigh lands on my roof
It's not an aberration—
I don't lack imagination
But my faith is predicated on proof

I have seen that memory is imperfect
I believe "objective" doesn't have to mean "aloof"
The facts, once they are stated
Cannot be negotiated
Thus my faith is predicated on proof

You believe in change and redemption
I believe the world is full of fools like Dr. King
The danger, I suppose, is
That your mind completely closes
And you don't believe a single f*cking thing
The man you've loved or hated
Has deceived and fabricated
A fact corroborated by proof
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[MURIEL]
I marched with Dr. King once in Chicago
Nobody knows this, I've never told
But if anyone should doubt it
You can see me in the photo
On the front of the Tribune above the fold
And I used to have a scar
From a bottle someone threw
And I realize it's not a thing
You'd think that I would do
But I'd heard so much and read so much
About the man and so
I had to go
I had to know

My brother—this is heavily symbolic—
He was committed my sophomore year
He was sure the FBI had put electrodes on his brain
And so he shoved a pen-knife straight into his ear
It was terrible, and yet
What it mostly made me feel
Was the hope that now he'd finally admit it wasn't real
We agree: He must be crazy
We abandon the pretense
'Cause what makes sense
Is evidence

I'll believe in God when I see her
I'll believe in Santa when the sleigh lands on my roof
It's not an aberration—
I don't lack imagination
But my faith is predicated on proof

I have seen that memory is imperfect
I believe "objective" doesn't have to mean "aloof"
The facts, once they are stated
Cannot be negotiated
Thus my faith is predicated on proof

You believe in change and redemption
I believe the world is full of fools like Dr. King
The danger, I suppose, is
That your mind completely closes
And you don't believe a single f*cking thing
The man you've loved or hated
Has deceived and fabricated
A fact corroborated by proof
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