Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cast it at the Setting Sail , by - Danielson. Release date: 08.05.2006
Song language: English
Cast it at the Setting Sail |
| Come on |
| Come on |
| Come on |
| Come on |
| When life’s got your goat now |
| By his tail and by his goat throat |
| Lighten up and gather |
| All those cares |
| All your snares |
| 'Cause who really cares? |
| 'Cause who really cares? |
| Take aim and cast 'em |
| Straight at the sail |
| Take time to blast 'em |
| By nailing all of your |
| Book of punch lists |
| Onto these trees exists |
| The unchecking of lists |
| Blowing up and sinking |
| And breaking at the seams |
| Our streamline of activities |
| Surely brings |
| Many things |
| Relation spoiling |
| And plans they a haunting |
| Take aim and cast 'em |
| Straight at the sail |
| Take time to blast 'em |
| And you can all tell them |
| That you are not led |
| By worry, fear or dread |
| By waking up the dead |
| So look alive |
| Wake up and ride on |
| Thrive on the downsize |
| Our yokes are ease |
| And cares a breeze |
| Our enemies |
| Our hands they feed |
| 'Cause what controls me |
| Is what is killing |
| Me through the day |
| Our plans we lay |
| What’s papa say? |
| Destroy gods and devils |
| And fine statues of men |
| But don’t throw these in the air |
| Or in the sea |
| Let them be |
| Thrown at the setting sail |
| Of sweet victory |
| Take aim and cast 'em |
| Straight at the sail |
| Take time to blast 'em |
| By nailing all of your |
| Instant gratis gains |
| Complaints of their bird brains |
| Remains of your disdain |
| So look alive |
| Wake up and ride on |
| Thrive on the downsize |
| Ours yokes are ease |
| And cares a breeze |
| Our enemies |
| Our hands they feed |
| 'Cause what controls me |
| Is what is killing |
| Me through the day |
| Our plans we lay |
| What’s papa say? |
| So look alive |
| Wake up and ride on |
| Thrive on the downsize |
| Ours yokes are ease |
| And cares a breeze |
| Our enemies |
| Our hands they feed |
| 'Cause what controls me |
| Is what is killing |
| Me through the day |
| Our plans we lay |
| What’s papa say? |