The Toolbox - Bradley Walker Lyrics

Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
It takes a lot to change a man
Hell, it takes a lot to try
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
Some folks just believe in the things they've heard
In the things they read
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
I'm glad I can't go back to where I came from
I'm glad those days are gone, gone for good
But If I could take spirits from my past and bringin' 'em here
You know I would, You know I would
Nobody speaks to God these days
Nobody speaks to God these days
I'd like to thank he's looking down and laughing at our ways
Nobody speaks to God these days
When I was a child they tried to fool me
Said the world lament was lost and that the hell was real
But I've seen hell there ain't no
And this world's one big old Catherine wheel
Spinnin' still
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
It takes a lot to change your blame
And tryin' to change your mind
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Oh, maybe it's time to let the old ways die