We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/

lyrics

I hear those voices that will not be drowned
My love, come down with me to the stony Suffolk shore
Where the curlew bows his head as the angry breakers roar
My love, take off your clothes and come into the sea
We’ll sink beneath the swells, find ourselves a city

I hear those voices that will not be drowned

My love, where are the towers, the steeples and the spires
From which the bells rang out as fishing boats retired?
Where are the crooked lanes, the streets, the market-places?
Of cobbled roads and homes, the currents left no traces

I hear those voices that will not be drowned

My love, where are the graves? Where do the townsfolk sleep?
Who mourns for them tonight? Who does remembrance keep?
The waves devoured their bones, and years their memory
Yes, time will come for you, tides roll relentlessly!

I hear those voices that will not be drowned

credits

from Sing Your Life EP, released May 1, 2020

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Rev Simpkins UK

Notorious sinner-songwriter, folk symphonist & Anglican priest.
The Rev’s unique psychedelic gospel and gritty folk owes as much to the Old Testament, & the dark folk tales & barren landscapes of Essex & Suffolk, as it does to his musical heroes Bert Jansch, Captain Beefheart & the Kinks. He comes from a long line of priests whose fiery performances characterise his own style. ... more

contact / help

Contact Rev Simpkins

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like Rev Simpkins, you may also like: