Lump Sum

Sold my cold knot, a heavy stone

Sold my red horse for a venture home
To vanish on the bow
Settling slow

Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums
Or so the story goes
Color the era
Film it as historical, ah

My mile could not pump the plumb

In my arbor 'til my ardor trumped
Every inner inertia
Lump sum

All at once, rushing from the sump-pump
Or so the story goes
Balance we won't know
We will see when it gets warm, ah