HEARTLANDS
     

[Slow piano and acoustic guitar].

Born upon a sinking island
Beneath a crooked mast
No stars above to show the way
No knowledge of my past
Moon is rising over mountains
Gotta sink or swim to land
Woke up on a deserted beach
Far from your heartlands

Bite down hard upon those long years
And begin to walk
Down that lonely beach of shattered bone
Over cliffs of chalk
Ain't no one to lean upon here
No hand to hold my hand
And still so very far to go
'Til I reach your heartlands

Now the landmarks shift behind me
And the rules they change
Spider weaves a blindfold
Everything looks strange
But the valley she is honest
Waving her ferns like fans
Beckoning me, on and on
On to your heartlands

Mother cannot touch her boy child
Sister she falls behind
Brother runs himself ragged
Intimacy to find
But the home this boy is seeking
Is nowhere made by man
Warm dark cave, far away
Deep in your heartlands

[Solo].

Ain't no map to this promised place
So very rarely found
Many traps and false-laid paths
Designed to confound
Strange constellations mock me
These city streets are not my home
But my journey could end today
'Cause through your heartlands I roam

Yes through your heartlands I roam

Walking with you
Breathing with you
Loving with you
Through your heartlands

[Solo to end].



© David Lowe 1992