The Sheila Divine - Black River Lyrics
You gave meA boozers gutThe outlook is pretty grimCondemned in my heartI guess these salad days have taken their tollYou gave meThe sailors tongueI curse the day you were bornAnd in five years of hellYou tortured my soulI guess these salad days have taken their tollBlack RiverShe pulls me inWhite lightingCan you raise the deadWill you keep your word, and deliverBlack RiverWhite lightingYou left meA broken manTo lonely to get out of bed'N the emblem of youth that hangs on my wallWell it waits for its owner to callBlack riverShe pulls me in White lightingCan you raise the dead?Will you keep your word, and deliverBlack riverWhite LightingInstrumentalChorusOoooh can you save this sinking ship?Can you... X 8