Charity Children - Holy War Lyrics

I'm sorry for my ways.
I'm sorry for the days,
I push so carelessly
The truth away from me.
I'm sorry that I forget.
I'm sorry that I don't let,
Myself in muffled cognizance,
To be your happy prince.

But life is a holy war,
We fight for nothing more-
But you're my spring my grace,
The breeze upon my face.

Let battlefields alight
To pacify the night
Allowing me to grieve
For the joys we could achieve
If I learnt to ignore
All that has come before
And picking up the slack
I will take my burden back

But life is a holy war,
We fight for nothing more-
But you're my spring my grace,
The breeze upon my face.
Coda
Life is a holy war, oh-oh-oh.
Life is a holy war.
Life is a holy war, oh-oh-oh.
Life is a holy war.