Poor Man’s Poison
At the Winds Will
A ship the size of cities
Rolling in the wind
The crew of rail-men singing
This is all we know
A ship the size of cities
Rolling in the wind
The crew of rail-men singing
This is all we know
And as the captain orders
His men below
With eyes [a tale yet sharing?]
They already know
They're not going home
So let's take this storm head-on to the wind
And sway our glasses one more time with you my friends tonight
So just cast your wishes to the sea
And just say that same old prayеr for all my brothers and me
So when you sеt your sails, set 'em to be free
And when you reach them open waters sing a shipmates song for me
A ship the size of cities
Resting down below
No longer hear them singing
Just their stories told
And now their story's told
So let's take this storm head-on to the wind
And sway our glasses one more time with you my friends tonight
Tonight
Tonight