What You Haven't Yet Done

When I look into the mountains
When I stare into the hills of Virginia
I feel tired
I feel worn down
I think about Papa
And the people buried in the hillside
The things that they've done
Time moved on
It's easy to forget some place you never have gone

I walk down to the church house
See a man hung up in the rafters
With the water-stained wood
He must have pissed 'em off good
I think about my Mama
And all the people come before me
Ask me to stay
To not turn away
There's no reason to admit something you never did say

When I look back at my life
The times I turned and ran
Searching for an exit
Before we even began
The guilt bears down on me
Like this summer sun
As I walk through the fields
And see the work left undone

Sitting in the graveyard
Read the names carved on the tombstones
Faded with time
One day they'll add mine
I think about the river
I worry one day I'll forget the sound of its song
And I'll move on
There's no reason to regret something you haven't yet done