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 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
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Ship Song
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