Lyrics: Submarine Bell

‘Republic rammed by unknown vessel
200 miles Ambrose Light
Lever of key broken in darkness.
impossible to get our weak spark

Florida comes, her bow is smashed
Willing to help but no radio
Listen for our rockets, submarine bell
Very dark now, sinking slow

Goodbye, goodbye old man
Until we meet again
The hours of the night
Sinking far from sight

Owing to darkness, time is fixed
Splintered woodwork piling in
Fog is thick, can see no lightship
Can’t read our bad condition

Tell them to hurry jamming fierce
Mighty cold here, please make haste
Listen for our rockets, submarine bell
‘What depth water, what course to take?

‘Hurry, please, old man
Two bodies outside my room
Don’t know who they are
Killed in their staterooms

How deep is the water?
What course to take?
Lost our position
Give him our condition
Hard to navigate!

All alone here
Very dark now
Stern going down
Submarine bell

Come carefully
I’m only half dressed
Only half dressed
Quiet all stations
Submarine bell
No one wants me

Lyrics copyright 2013, David Rosenheim



Winchester Revival is a band from Oakland, CA. There are usually five of us, sometimes six.

We love the music of Foals, My Bloody Valentine, Interpol, Doves, Muse, Minus the Bear, Spoon.

We make our music is available at a very small cost in the form of a favor. We’ve found (unscientifically) that a majority of you will like our music, while some of you will love it, and some won’t like it at all. For those of you who like or love it – we have some special things planned. But even if you don’t like it – can you think of anyone you know who might? Can you right now send someone our link? Follow us? Friend us?

Our continued success depends on individuals and even other bands who pass it on.

Our goals as a band are modest. We simply seek to cover the cost of our recordings and studio time. Making music – or at least producing a great sounding track takes time and money.