Kt when I'm older and balding
When I'm loud and boring, will you be there?
Even when you've heard my stories
When I'm broken and haunted, will you still care?
Promise me we'll keep exploring
Looking for our kind of ordinary treasure chests
Whenever you are melancholy, I will make you tea with honey
That we'll share

Take me on the open road
Piece me all together now, split pieces all together now
We'll be where the north winds blow
And the rain falls heavy round our simple island home

Kt now it's getting closer, it's at our shoulder - we're almost there
Just a couple months more maybe
And we'll be in Orkney, I swear
Promise me we'll keep exploring
Looking for our kind of ordinary treasure chests
No getting up at 5 in the morning to drive to embroidery
No more cares

Take me on the open road
Piece me all together now, bring pieces and we'll go
We'll see where the grass is grown
And the wind plays steady round our simple island home

She loves sea food, she'll choose a sea view
So she sees salt seas from her window
Where she prints on textiles, watching Ghost Adventures, X-Files