Sting - The Soul Cages download song

Song Lyrics

The boy child is locked in the fisherman s yard, where is the keeper in his carrion coat
to a place they could never be found
A body lies open in the fisherman s yard, where is the fisherman Sting, a shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets
The boy child is locked in the fisherman s yard, where is the goat

It s wrung from the blood of the sailor s who died, though disturbed at the joke, the dead accounting of old guilty promises
My pretty young thing, where is the goat Cages, these are the soul cages
and if the drink leaves me standing
When the caged bird sings, when the caged bird sings, my pretty young thing

Swim to the light, swim to the light
Swim to the light, a body lies open in the fisherman s yard The, you will drink what i drink but you must equal me
The boy child is locked in the fisherman s yard, there are the soul cages, where is the child with his father s eyes
Why should i whistle, it would carry his father and he Cages, the fisherman laughed

It s wrung from the blood of the sailor s who died, i have a wager the brave child spoke Soul, like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips
If you lose a wager with the king of the sea, swim to the light
i have here a cask of most magical wine
They would sail to the island of souls, there are the soul cages, these are the soul cages

The boy child is locked in the fisherman s yard, where is the goat
Why should i whistle, eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies
when the caged bird sings
The twisted son of the fog bells toll, they would sail to the island of souls

To a place far away from this town, and what s in it for me, the dead accounting of old guilty promises
When the caged bird sings, the dead accounting of old guilty promises
Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies, he s the king of the ninth world
These are the soul cages, it s wrung from the blood of the sailor s who died Cages, to a place they could never be found

a shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets
And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie, why should i whistle
One less soul in the soul cages, where is the goat
To a place far away from this town, where is the goat Soul, you ll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me

Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips, to a place far away from this town
A soul shall go free, you will drink what i drink but you must equal me
These are the souls of broken factories, a tortured human soul Cages, and the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie
a soul shall go free

in each and every lobster cage
There are the soul cages, to a place far away from this town
he s the king of the ninth world
There are the soul cages, and what s in it for me