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