Till the Day I Die

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 lamp which led 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 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 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.