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
Rev Simpkins & the Phantom Notes - Shingle Street (Brass Band Version) Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Matthew Simpkins
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