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Shingle Street (Brass Band Version)

from Sing Your Life EP by Rev Simpkins

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While you're asleep
Downstairs I'll creep and drive to Shingle Street
I'll sit alone and count the stones for a hundred years

Horses roll in down towards me
Break between my ribs
Big sky brooding
Empty but for me

Rain turns to sleet
While at my feet polished pebbles come and go
As great waves roll, lost church bells toll
Choirs sing to broken souls

Horses roll in down towards me
Break between my ribs
Big sky brooding
Empty but for me

Horses roll in down towards me
Break between my ribs
Big sky brooding
Empty but for
Electric wires
Far distant fires
Puncture heavy air
Far out to sea a broke body is lapped by black water

Horses roll in down towards me
Break between my ribs
Big sky brooding
Empty but for me

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from Sing Your Life EP, released May 1, 2020

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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

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