DESCRIPTION:
THE SUM OF AL THINGS
Kwall/JB Bones

its not that i'm scared of when tomorrow comes
it's the sum of all the things i done
the drinkin and the smoking and foolin around i seen
i fear i cut my time between

and the sum of the things i done
don't add up to the way i feel

maybe a woman woulda steered me clear
maybe i never let them near
maybe the one i needed never wanted me
or maybe i was just too blind to see

and the sum of the things i done
don't add up to the way i feel

old man river can't sing his song
the brush is tall and the weeds are long
the leaves are dried and trees scarred
the old stone road seems a little too far

and the sum of the things i done
don't add up to the way i feel
time takes away the youth of days
but can't take what is real

now old man river sing a song
about the days when you were young
they pave the road for the days ahead
and clear the path on the groundi'll tread

if i'd only know?


Taken from: THE SONS OF THE WESTERN SKIES (2012), HOGJAW