The Ship Song Lyrics - Good Son - Nick Cave

Come sail your ships around me 

And burn your bridges down 

We make a little history baby 

Every time you come around 

Come loose your dogs upon me 

And let your hair hang down 

You are a little mystery to me 

Every time you calling 'round 

We talk about it all night long 

We define our moral ground 

But when I crawl into your arms 

Everything comes tumbling down 

Come sail your ships around me 

And burn your bridges down 

We make a little history baby 

Every time you come 'round 

Your face has fallen sad now 

For you know the time is nigh 

When I must remove your wings 

And you, you must try to fly 

Come sail your ships around me 

And burn your bridges down 

We make a little history baby 

Every time you come around 

Come loose your dogs upon me 

And let your hair hang down 

You are a little mystery to me 

Every time you calling 'round 

Come sail your ships around me 

And burn your bridges down 

We make a little history baby 

Every time you come 'round