No Proof Needed

Do I know where I'm going?

Not particularly.

Do I have a plan?

…Define plan. (hahaha) But am I confident?

Extremely.

I GOT CONFIDENCE!

NO EVIDENCE! Don't know where I'm going,

BUT I'M GOING THERE EXCELLENT!

No map, no proof,

no precedent— I got confidence!

NO EVIDENCE!

"SHOW US THE PROOF!"

I don't have any!

"THEN HOW DO

YOU KNOW?" I just

explained this— CONFIDENCE!

I've walked through doors I wasn't sure were mine,

Showed up early with no finish line.

Had five good reasons I should probably decline,

Ignored all five and somehow did fine.

I've built whole plans on a feeling and luck,

One good idea and a questionable truck.

Sometimes it worked, sometimes everything sucked— But you don't find gold without

digging stuff up. Everybody wants guarantees before they begin,

Proof they'll succeed, proof they're gonna win.

Sometimes the evidence comes at the end— You gotta believe before facts

become friends.

"QUALIFICATIONS?" Confidence.

"EXPERIENCE?"

Some. "REFERENCES?" Myself. "THAT DOESN'T COUNT!" Sounds personal.

I GOT CONFIDENCE! NO EVIDENCE!

Walk into the room like I own the residence!

Could go beautifully, could be negligent— Either way I'm entering WITH CONFIDENCE!

"NO EVIDENCE!" No clue,

no fear, no hesitation,

Built my whole future on imagination.

You want documentation? Here's my presentation:

I THINK I CAN.

END OF PRESENTATION.

Look, I ain't saying never calculate risk,

There's confidence—and then there's just stupid shit.

Know the difference, take your shot when it fits,

But don't wait forever for permission to live.

Every expert started not knowing enough,

Every winner had days they were making it up.

Every road looks impossible standing in front— Till somebody says 'fuck it'

And starts walking up.

So give me the doubt,

give me reasons to quit,

Give me statistics saying I won't do shit.

I'll read every number,

respectfully admit— 'That's fascinating.' Then do it.

"WHAT IF YOU FAIL?" I learn.

"WHAT IF YOU'RE LOST?"

I turn.

"WHAT IF YOU'RE WRONG?" …Wrong album.

"WHERE'S YOUR EVIDENCE?" Coming.

I GOT CONFIDENCE! NO EVIDENCE!

Don't know where I'm going,

BUT I'M GOING THERE EXCELLENT!

Maybe tomorrow they'll call me intelligent— Today I'm just moving

WITH NO FUCKING EVIDENCE!

"SHOW US THE PROOF!" Give me a minute!

"STILL CONFIDENT?" More than ever.