Treasure Trove Lyrics

Maybe in a shoebox with a leaking pen
Maybe in the glove box of a car
Maybe in the spare room in a box of rings
Maybe sitting rotting in a jar
Maybe in a basement beneath the stairwell
Maybe floating somewhere northwards on a breeze
Or maybe in a trash can of an old hotel
Or perhaps sleeping in the grass amongst the trees

Maybe in the shed behind your parents' house
(Nah there's nothing there...)
Maybe in the garden amongst the leaves
Maybe stuck beneath the terracotta tiles
Maybe buried deep beneath the autumn leaves
(Oh I don't like your chances)
Tell them about the spot above the wading pool
Where you can sit protected from the southerlies
(I don't even know if it's there anymore)
Or you can tell them about the place you used to shout it out
And wait for your voice to return from the sea
(No wouldn't...)