The Ship Song

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

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 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 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 come around

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