The Ship Song
Come sail your ships around meAnd burn your bridges downWe make a little history, babyEvery time you come around
Come loose your dogs upon meAnd let your hair hang downYou are a little mystery to meEvery time you come aroundWe talk about it all night long
We define our moral groundBut when I crawl into your armsEverything comes tumbling downCome sail your ships around meAnd burn your bridges down
We make a little history, babyEvery time you come aroundYour face has fallen sad nowFor you know the time is nighWhen i must remove your wingsAnd you, you must try to fly
(repeat first two verses)