Salvation

Isobel Campbell

Salvation, Salvation
 I never really want it to believe
 I always thought you flattered to deceive

 Salvation, Salvation
 My blood is flowing like the tide
 And blood is thick and so's my own grey hide

 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 And I went out in that bad old world to roam
 And I was like a stranger coming home

 Salvation, Salvation
 I'm fortunes son and I took what I could get
 I loved you dear and never will forget

 Salvation, Salvation
 When my bridges burned all I saw was you
 On the other side too good to be true

 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 Got to get up and moan
 And I went out in that bad old world to roam
 And I was like a stranger coming home
 And I went out in that bad old world to roam
 And I was like a stranger coming home