Dear all,
Please to humbly submit my little entry. It came from an idea Georgina had and I just ran with with.
So its about a digger ( not that Digger ) who spends all his time on excavations and starts to contemplate his life.
All done in a bit of old school rootsy style.
https://soundcloud.com/neilconnor-2I'm thinking Time Team here..
Anyway thanks for taking your time and all comments gratefully received.
Neil
Been standing in the earth
Assessing what I’ve found
Stones and bones and artefacts
Taken from the ground
Excavate the past
Sand inside my shoes
Looking for the answers
Searching for the truth
With spade and shovel, my trowel and brush
I’ve been sifting through the spill, cleaning off the dust
And I’m digging in the dirt
Looking for some clues
But all I seem to find - the archaeology blues
Looking through the layers
And all that surrounds
What’s beyond the shallow grave
Deep within the ground
Excavate my past
Lets see what I’ve found
The evidence wont fit together
The logic is unsound
Soil and flint, the chalk and clay
Cleaning up remains, washing time away
And I’m digging in the dirt
Looking for some clues
But all I seem to find - the archaeology blues
Catalogue my history and all the riches of antiquity
No emotional recovery, there’s no historic breakthrough or discovery
Tree ring data and DNA
The dating game, the modern way
A game I found too hard to play
A vessel emptied and in decay
With spade and shovel, my trowel and brush
I’ve been sifting through the spill, cleaning off the dust
And I’m digging in the dirt
Looking for some clues
But all I seem to find the archaeology blues
Digging in the dirt
Looking for some clues
But all I seem to find - the archaeology blues
C N Connor 2016