Sting - The Soul Cages Lyrics
The boy child is locked in the fishermans yardTheres a bloodless moon where the ocean diedA shoal of nightstars hang fire in the netsAnd the chaos of cages where the crayfish lieWhere is the fisherman, where is the goat?Where is the keeper in his carrion coat?Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird fliesWhere is the child with his fathers eyes?There are the soul cages these are the soul cagesHes the king of the ninth worldThe twisted son of the fog bells tollIn each and every lobster cageA tortured human soulThese are the souls of broken factoriesThe subject slaves of the broken crownThe dead accounting of old guilty promisesThese are the souls of the broken townThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesi have a wager the brave child spokeThe fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the jokeyou will drink what I drink but you must equal meAnd if the drink leaves me standing,A soul shall go freei have here a cask of most magical wineA vintage that blessed every ship in the lineIts wrung from the blood of the sailors who diedYoung white bodies adrift in the tideand whats in it for me my pretty young thing?Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings?If you lose a wager with the king of the seaYoull spend the rest of forever in the cage with meThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesA body lies open in the fishermans yardLike the side of a ship where the iceberg ripsOne less soul in the soul cagesOne last curse on the fishermans lipsThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesThese are the soul cages these are the soul cagesSwim to the light swim to the lightHe dreamed of the ship on the seaIt would carry his father and heTo a place they could never be foundTo a place far away from this townA newcastle ship without coalsThey would sail to the island of souls
