Still Waters by Ian Hartland In a world that moves too quickly there’s a refuge for the sane When the load becomes too heavy or your day is filled with pain You can measure out the silence in cup of any size Or travel any distance where the speed is not the prize You can watch the sun come rising over flights of wooden gates Or set in gold behind the waterway In the shining of still waters Not a ripple can be seen To mark the passing of another day In the heart of dirty cities and the peaceful countryside Behind the smoky factories or through the meadows wide The boatmen and their horses brought the coal and other freight And travelled through the country at a slow but steady rate But the coming of the railways meant more profits quickly made And obsolescence stalked the waterway Chorus From the Kennet and the Avon to the Thames and Severn too The grass is growing over where the narrowboats came through And the tunnels long abandoned are now empty dark and cold And echo to the wild winds of the songs they heard of old The boots no longer ring out as they tramp the tunnel walls No horse’s hooves are heard along the way Chorus Farewell the horse and harness, the windlass and the lark The castles and the roses, the aqueduct and the dark The boats that ply the waters are for pleasure not for gain And the families on the waterways will not be seen again In every town and village there’s an emptiness within As the echoes of the boatmen fade away This YouTube video was created by Isabelle Hautbout who kindly gave permission for it to be included on this website. This song was written by Ian Hartland who is a member of the folk group The Harvesters. Recorded on :
Still Waters by Ian Hartland In a world that moves too quickly there’s a refuge for the sane When the load becomes too heavy or your day is filled with pain You can measure out the silence in cup of any size Or travel any distance where the speed is not the prize You can watch the sun come rising over flights of wooden gates Or set in gold behind the waterway In the shining of still waters Not a ripple can be seen To mark the passing of another day In the heart of dirty cities and the peaceful countryside Behind the smoky factories or through the meadows wide The boatmen and their horses brought the coal and other freight And travelled through the country at a slow but steady rate But the coming of the railways meant more profits quickly made And obsolescence stalked the waterway Chorus From the Kennet and the Avon to the Thames and Severn too The grass is growing over where the narrowboats came through And the tunnels long abandoned are now empty dark and cold And echo to the wild winds of the songs they heard of old The boots no longer ring out as they tramp the tunnel walls No horse’s hooves are heard along the way Chorus Farewell the horse and harness, the windlass and the lark The castles and the roses, the aqueduct and the dark The boats that ply the waters are for pleasure not for gain And the families on the waterways will not be seen again In every town and village there’s an emptiness within As the echoes of the boatmen fade away This YouTube video was created by Isabelle Hautbout who kindly gave permission for it to be included on this website. This song was written by Ian Hartland who is a member of the folk group The Harvesters. Recorded on :