The Soul Cages

Boy child was locked in the fisherman's yard A bloodless moon where the oceans die A shoal of night stars hang fire in the nets And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie Where is the fisherman, where is the goat? Where is the keeper in his carrion coat? Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies Where is the child with his father's eyes? He's the king of the ninth world Twisted son of the fog, bells toll In each and every lobster cage Tortured human soul These are the souls of the broken factories Subject slaves of the broken crown Dead accounting of old guilty promises These are the souls of the broken town These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages I have a wager the brave child spoke The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke You will drink what I drink but you must equal me And if the drink leaves me standing A soul shall go free What's 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 sea You'll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me' These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages And he dreamed of the ship on the sea It would carry his father and he To a place they could never be found To a place far away from this town A Newcastle ship without coals They would sail to the island of souls These are the soul cages (these are the soul cages) These are the soul cages (these are the soul cages) These are the soul cages