Stratigraphic Heart by Stevie Jones and The Wildfires Lyrics

The team gathers on a fresh winter’s morning
Loads wheelbarrows from the shed
We are wrapped up warm and ready
For a busy day ahead
We take mattocks and shovels
Walk over by the hedge
There's a big yellow machine ready
To dig further in the trench

This is who I am
This is how I came to be
A stratigraphic heart
Makes the whole of me

Dug sites from Weimar to Dublin
In the field in the town
Everywhere tells its own story
In the clay in the ground
Bone fragments and flint scatters
And the sherds of pottery
In my hands in the soil
I can feel the prehistory
This is who I am
This is how I came to be
A stratigraphic heart
It makes the whole of me

Layers inside me
Layers inside me
Layers inside me

And down in Husbands Bosworth
Iron Age ditches lay
Dug in the sands and gravels
This was their meeting place
I can feel the ancestors round me
As they look up to the skies
Praying for a better harvest
To keep their families alive

This is who I am
This is how I came to be
A stratigraphic heart
It makes the whole of me

Stratigraphic heart
Stratigraphic heart
Stratigraphic heart
Stratigraphic heart
Oh oh
The whole of me
Layers inside me
The whole of me
Layers inside me
The whole of me