Till the Day I Die - Charity Children

At first, you drank my gospel

Like a mug of country wine

And now it has the flavour

Of regret and turpentine

Regret and turpentine

Regret and turpentine

Yes regret and turpentine

The lamb which lead my journey

Fell on the hardened ground

The shards of grief and mercy

Cut my feet to slow me down

My feet to slow me down

My feet to slow me down

Yes my feet to slow me down

For the future that’s awaiting me

Is one I can’t deny

That I will be lonely

Till the day I die

Now I’m just a strange illusion

Strumming chords and singing words

And if you like what I’m saying

Then that’s your privilege and your curse

Your privilege and your curse

Your privilege and your curse

Yes your privilege and your curse

For the future that’s awaiting me

Is one I can’t deny

That I will be lonely

Till the day I die

I fought the war around me

The war you helped me fight

You told me you were uninjured

Hiding your battle scars from the light

Your scars from the light

Your scars from the light

Yes your scars from the light

For the future that’s awaiting me

Is one I can’t deny

That I will be lonely

Till the day I die

Till the day I die

Till the day I die