Day of Difference Lyrics

A day, a day of difference.
A day is a gift to us.
Scars remind us the past is real.
The warmest touch can numb your skin.
A day, a day of difference.
Life as it is.
I have lived for over forty years
And I have seen life as it is
Pain, misery, cruelty beyond belief.
I have heard all the voices of God's noblest creature
The moans from bundles of filth in the street.
I've been a soldier and a slave.
I've seen my comrades fall in battle
Or die more slowly under the lash in Africa.
I've held them at the last moment
These were men who saw life as it is.
But, they die despairing
No glory, no brave last words
Only in their eyes, filled with confusion
Questioning why.
A day, a day of difference.
A day is a gift to us.
A day, a day of difference.

If we can learn to understand.
This language without words.
We can learn to understand, a better world.

I do not think they were asking
Why they were dying,
But why they had ever lived
When life itself seems lunatic,
Who knows where madness lies?
Perhaps, to be too practical is madness
To surrender dreams this may be madness
To seek treasure where there is only trash
Too much sanity may be madness
But, maddest of all,
To see life as it is and not as it should be.
A day, a day of difference.
A day is a gift to us.
Scars remind us of the past.
The warmest touch will always last.