Money speaks. Soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers.
It's the whaler's dues.
I've been running on diesel. Been running on coal.
Running on borrowed time, if truth's to be told.
Two whales in the ocean, cruising the night
search for each other before we turn out their light.
Been accused of deep murder on the North Atlantic swell
but I have three hungry children and a young wife as well.
And behind stand generations of hard hunting men
who raised a glass to the living, and went killing again.
Are you with me?
Money speaks, soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers.
Now pay the whaler's dues.
Can you forgive me?
Now I'm old and I sit land-locked in a back-country jail
to reflect on all of my sins and the death of the whale.
Send me back down the ages. Put me to sea once again
when the oceans were full --- yes, and men would be men.
Can you forgive me?Stranger at the gate let him in
Stranger at the gate let him in
Stranger at the gate let him in
Won't you let him in
He's been waiting on the other side
He's been waiting on the other side
He's been waiting for the turn of the tide
Won't you let him in
Promises leave you with nothing to show
Destiny leaves you with nowhere to go
Back to the wall
Have you seen the light?
Is your soul worth saving?
Back to the wall
Can you pay the price
Then your life is waiting
Down by the shore
We can help you no more
Standing with our back to the wall
Is your soul worth saving?
Have you seen the light?
Then your life is waiting
Can you pay the price?
Promises leave you with nothing to show
Destiny leaves you with nowhere to go
Back to the wall
Have you seen the light?
Is your soul worth saving?
Back to the wall
Can you pay the price
Then your life is waiting
Down by the shore
We can help you no more
Standing with our back to the wall