Your Calculations Lie (for J.T.)

Your Calculations Lie (for J.T.) - Billy Jones

If the sun don't bring my morning fix

this day I' II surely die

clouds so dark doom the morning light

come and take me to the sky

no one told me it could be this way

that your friends just up and die

Lord, you sent me down to pay my last respects

I think that your calculations lie

Say a prayer my friend for the water man
who wouldn't quit just to turn it to wine
you know the further off we get from where we're going
we're bound to cross that line
no one figured there'd be room for this
in our cluttered corner lives
Lord, you sent me down to pay my last respects
I think that your calculations lie

Do we sit and wonder about Judgment Day
no, we never think it's time
do we wash our hands and look the other way
maybe find some place to hide
but life is much less than a thumbnail sketch
situations but a blink of the eye
Lord, you sent me down to pay my last respects
I think that your calculations lie

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