It kills me that there’s gonna be a day someday
When my time is through
That I can’t negotiate the expiration date
For when my soul is due
I know I’m sliding closer to the precipice with every passing day
And I find no consolation in the promise of salvation
Show me proof and I’ll believe it
But in truth, I’d rather stay
God save me from my sins
And the way it has to end
I wake up cold and clammy, the sweat pouring off my body
And I lay there in the dark and try to pray
But I’d be lying if I didn’t say sometimes I hated God
For the losing game he’s forcing me to play
So I lift myself from tangled sheets and dreams and scream my rage
Up to a sky that doesn’t care about my sins
Like a bird against a broken glass my wings are bent and bleeding
Till there’s nothing between me and how it ends
The great deception we engage in doesn’t still the rage in me
Nothing lasts though we pretend it does
Cathedrals burn and mothers die, seasons turn and lovers cry
And everything that is becomes what was
God save me from my sins
And the way it has to end
We try and cheat forever with our children and our words
If the rhyme is good enough to catch the wind
But there’s no book that holds the answer, no song that has a rhyme
To save us from the way it has to end
And the coins that we will use to buy our way across the river
Are the only things we get to take along
And the right and wrong that we do in the world is what’s left over
When the angels come to carry us back home
God save us from our sins
And the way it has to end
Please, God, save us from our sins
And the way it has to end
Music & lyrics by Faith Michele Current
Lead vocal — Faith Michele Current
Acoustic guitar, percussion, bass, mandolin — Dusty Hughes
Pedal steel — Bart Nissen
Co-produced by Dusty Hughes and Faith Michele Current
Mixed/mastered by Dusty Hughes
Cover art © 2017 Faith Michele Current
© 2020 Bluebird Flying Music