January 10th, 2016

scotto monkeypulse

Detectorists theme

Will you search through the lonely earth for me,
Climb through the biar and bramble.
I’ll be your treasure.

I felt the touch of the kings and the breath of the wind,
I knew the call of all the song birds.
They sang all the wrong words.
I’m waiting for you,
I’m waiting for you.

(Mmmmmm)

Will you swim through the briny sea for me,
Roll along the ocean’s floor.
I’ll be your treasure.

I’m with the ghosts of the men who can never sing again,
There’s a place follow me.
Where a love lost at sea.
Is waiting for you.
Is waiting for you.

Originally published at The Scotto Grotto. You can comment here or there.