Detectorists - Johnny Flynn

Will you search through the loamy earth for me

Climb through the briar 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