Black River Songtext
von The Sheila Divine

You gave me
A boozers gut
The outlook is pretty grim
Condemned in my heart

I guess these salad days have taken their toll

You gave me
The sailors tongue
I curse the day you were born
And in five years of hell
You tortured my soul
I guess these salad days have taken their toll


Black River
She pulls me in
White lighting
Can you raise the dead
Will you keep your word, and deliver
Black River
White lighting

You left me
A broken man
To lonely to get out of bed
′N the emblem of youth that hangs on my wall
Well it waits for its owner to call

Black river
She pulls me in
White lighting
Can you raise the dead?
Will you keep your word, and deliver
Black river
White Lighting

Instrumental

Ooooh can you save this sinking ship?
Can you... X 8