Ghost Ship
Robyn Hitchcock Lyrics


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The ghost ship haunts the sea
She'll come back and marry me

The rust is where her heart should be tonight
Her face is where her fingers were tonight

A glassy chequered engine room
The speechless silence of the tomb
The manuscripts inside the womb unfurl
A girl
Translucent as a jellyfish
That palpitates upon a dish
She stings you with her gently falling curl

And sinking in the waters green tonight
I wonder where my lover's been tonight

The ghost ship changes tack
And stands becalmed; her sails are slack
The cabinboy lies on his back and sighs
The mayonnaise is oozing down his thighs
The bubbles rising from the deep
Where deadmen sing themselves to sleep
From oak and coral they do seep to say
"Okay
You throw open my future like a chart
See through my skin; into my heart
That flutters in my ribcage like a bird."

And the ghost ship sails on into someone's life

The air from bottles forms into
The skeletons of all the crew
In white they dance against the blue and wail
Their curling bodies flail around the sail
The figurehead before the mast
Stares back into the golden past
Across the wrinkled sea so vast she mourns
Forlorn

She flutters round me like a moth
That beats against mosquito cloth
And tries to eat her way into my dreams

And sinking in the waters green tonight
I wonder where my love has been tonight

The melons on the riverbank
Are bulging through decaying planks

Their beauty is so warm and dank and light
The captain wears a headless grin tonight

And silhouetted on the blue
The cook, the mate, the captain, too
They know not where or why or what they do at all
They fall
Like masonry in the abyss
That opens every time we kiss




I hear their laughter echo round the bay
And the ghost ship sails on into someone's life

Overall Meaning

The hauntingly beautiful lyrics of Robyn Hitchcock's "Ghost Ship" describe the story of a ship that has returned from the depths of the sea to reclaim its lover. The ship is described in ghostly terms as it sails through the waters, changing tack and standing becalmed, with its sails slack. The ship's rust is where its heart should be tonight, and its face is where its fingers were tonight. The ship is not alone, as it carries with it the skeletons of its crew, and their laughter echoes around the bay.


Hitchcock's use of vivid imagery is especially noticeable when he describes the manuscripts inside the womb of the ship as unfurling. He continues to speak of a girl who is as translucent as a jellyfish and stings with her gently falling curl. The song takes a deeper turn when the lyrics describe the cook, the mate, and the captain, who fall like masonry in the abyss that opens every time the lovers kiss. The ship mourns forlornly as it sails away, leaving its lover to wonder where their love has been that night.


The song's overall message seems to be about the ghost ship's return to the living, and the metaphorical significance of its return. The ship's ability to return is symbolic, and perhaps represents the possibility of love and passion never truly dying. The ghosts who accompany the ship, the skeletons of its crew, and the memories of its time in the sea are what the ship offers when it returns. The ship sails on into someone's life, reminding us of the possibility of second chances in love.


Line by Line Meaning

The ghost ship haunts the sea
The presence of a mysterious and supernatural ghost ship dominates the vast sea


She'll come back and marry me
The singer has a strong belief that one day the ghost ship will come back and unite him with his lover


The rust is where her heart should be tonight
The ship's rust occupying its interior is where the love and passion should have been felt by the singer


Her face is where her fingers were tonight
Memories and images of the artist's lover linger on in his mind, but he still holds on to the hope of their reunion


A glassy chequered engine room
The engine room of the ship is described as transparent and diamond-patterned


The speechless silence of the tomb
There is absolute stillness and quietness in the ship's interior like a tomb


The manuscripts inside the womb unfurl
The hidden secrets and stories of the ship are slowly revealed


A girl
The artist perceives the ship as a girl or woman, possibly comparing it to his lover


Translucent as a jellyfish
The ship is nearly transparent like a jellyfish, with its beauty only partially visible through the water


That palpitates upon a dish
The ship seems to move and pulse along the surface of the water, like a dish is vibrating under it


She stings you with her gently falling curl
The ship has a subtle and seductive effect on those who witness it, represented by the sting of a gentle curl or wave


And sinking in the waters green tonight
The artist ponders the mystery of his lover's disappearance in the deep green waters beneath the ghost ship


I wonder where my lover's been tonight
The singer expresses his longing and confusion as a result of his lover's absence


The ghost ship changes tack
The ghost ship alters its course or direction, making it even harder to track its movements


And stands becalmed; her sails are slack
The ghost ship has stopped moving and its sails are not catching any wind


The cabinboy lies on his back and sighs
An eerie and unsettling image of a cabin boy who appears lifeless


The mayonnaise is oozing down his thighs
There are unsettling signs of decay and rot on board the ghost ship, represented by the sight of mayonnaise oozing down the cabin boy's thighs


The bubbles rising from the deep
Bubbles or air pockets are forming from the depths of the ocean, signifying a haunting presence


Where deadmen sing themselves to sleep
The ghost ship is surrounded by legends and stories of lost souls who have perished or passed away onboard


From oak and coral they do seep to say
The haunting spirits seem to be speaking through the wood and coral structure of the ship


"Okay
The spirits seem to be assenting to something, or giving permission to someone


You throw open my future like a chart
Someone has unveiled or exposed the future of the haunting spirits, likely the artist or the ghost ship's lover


See through my skin; into my heart
The spirits feel exposed and vulnerable, with their innermost thoughts and emotions laid bare


That flutters in my ribcage like a bird."
The spirits are human-like and have feelings, specifically a fluttering heart that resembles the wings of a bird


And the ghost ship sails on into someone's life
The ghost ship is an ominous presence that continues to affect the lives of those who encounter it


The air from bottles forms into
The air or breath contained in bottles is forming into something else


The skeletons of all the crew
The breath or air in the bottles is taking the form of the skeletons of the ghost ship's crew


In white they dance against the blue and wail
The spectral form of the crew is a haunting sight, with them dancing against the blue water and emitting mournful cries


Their curling bodies flail around the sail
The skeletons or apparitions of the crew are writhing and struggling around the sail


The figurehead before the mast
A statue or sculpture at the front of the ghost ship, which was once a figurehead in the shape of a person or animal


Stares back into the golden past
The figurehead seems to be staring or facing towards a past that is as precious as gold


Across the wrinkled sea so vast she mourns
The ship itself seems to be grieving or mourning something lost in the vast and turbulent sea


Forlorn
A sense of sadness and loneliness pervades the scene and atmosphere around the ghost ship


She flutters round me like a moth
The ship once again assumes the shape of a living, fluttering creature, resembling a moth


That beats against mosquito cloth
The fluttering of the ghost ship is like the sound of a moth that is beating its wings against a piece of mosquito cloth


And tries to eat her way into my dreams
The ghost ship's unsettling presence is invading the artist's dreams and consciousness


The melons on the riverbank
There are melons lying on the banks of a nearby river


Are bulging through decaying planks
The riverbank is in disrepair, with planks or wooden structures starting to decay and break apart


Their beauty is so warm and dank and light
The melons have an allure and beauty that is warm, moist, and natural


The captain wears a headless grin tonight
The captain of the ghost ship has a strange and eerie expression like a grinning skull, possibly caused by death or decay


And silhouetted on the blue
The captain is visible only as a silhouette against the blue ocean


The cook, the mate, the captain, too
Other members of the ghost ship's crew are mentioned besides the captain


They know not where or why or what they do at all
The crew of the ghost ship is in a state of confusion and purposelessness


They fall
The crew members are collapsing or sinking down, possibly due to the ship's enchanting effect on them


Like masonry in the abyss
The fall of the crew is heavy and solid, giving the sense of a heavy stone structure sinking into the deep


That opens every time we kiss
The artist or his lover impart a sense of an abyss opening up metaphorically every time they kiss or touch


I hear their laughter echo round the bay
The hysterical and haunting laughter of the ghost ship's crew echoes and reverberates throughout the surrounding bay


And the ghost ship sails on into someone's life
The lives of those who witness the ghost ship are inextricably intertwined with its haunting and unsettling presence




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Phyllis Dawson

I really like this song. It takes me back to my younger years!

Malcolm Nicoll

I love this version. Love Robyn Hitchcock. Thank you for posting.

Malcolm Nicoll

Just love it! Always loved Robyn...VIVA ROBYN HITCHCOCK!

Barry Keleher

The imagery is incredible. This is the song that brought me to Robyn all those years ago.

Roger Hall

Brilliant song - it will always be one of my favorites...

markwett

arguably my favorite robyn hitchcock song.

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Some of the best songwriting I’ve ever seen

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Moira Russell

'If Halloween had carols, this would be in there' Yes!

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