The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
The Murder City Devils
Every time I put my oars in your water
I do it for the sailors
Who have no grave but the sea
Who have no grave but the sea
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
Every time I put my oars in your water
I do it for the sailors
Who have no grave but the sea
Who have no grave but the sea
With head heart and hands
In name and blood
With head heart and hands, in name and blood
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
What would you say, Jim Hawkins?
To you Anne Bonny?
What would you say, Anne Bonny
If you could speak for yourself?
I can hear you singing
On the rocks
I can hear you clearly on the rocks
With head heart and hands
In name and blood
With head heart and hands, in name and blood
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
Sail away from the sirens when the light goes black
With head heart and hands, in name and blood
With head heart and hands, in name and blood