Proposals Songtext
von Cursive

Let′s get one thing straight
We don't have any answers
We are proposals in a cosmic nursery
And these massive stars
Well, they′re just little twinkles
If I can possess them at such magnificence

So if you can really hear me
And you really think you believe in it
There must be some kind of privilege here
To flutter around with such an existence
And if you see me out on some stage
And you believe it's really me
Well, there's a chance it′s not really me


Maybe we′re not ourselves at all
And maybe being is simply believing
That each breath we take in
Must lead to another breath out
One more breath away from yesterday
And a timeline of yesterdays
Filled in with love or with pain
Or whatever bullshit we smear on our sleeves
I've found my cause, and this is it
There are no answers


Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is that what this is?
Is this all there is?
Am I what I am?
Am I what I am?
Is this all there is?