The Sum of the Parts Lyrics

The Sum of the Parts

Getting to the finish line when you're young is not a concern

Although it's a lifelong obsession the goal seems set in ambiguous terms

One day you're twenty-five and the world's in the palm of your hands

Then fifty years fast-forward it seems times passed through your hands like sifted sand

And getting to that finish line suddenly feels

Like today is closer to that goal

Doing the math looking forward to looking back

The sum of the parts become greater than the whole

It's not about the shine rather about the glimmer

It's not about the boil rather about the simmer

It's not about the run rather about the pace

It's not about the leather rather about the lace

It's not about the fire rather about the embers

It's not about January rather about December

It's not about the mountain rather about the valley

It's not about the intro rather about the finale