The Ship Song

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come lose your docks upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything, it comes tumbling down

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Your face is falling sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly

Come lose your docks upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around, yeah-ooh-ooh-ooh...

Yeah-ay-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Edward Cave, Blixa Bargeld, Roland Wolf
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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