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  1. Heart Land

From the album Without, Within

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Oh, this land that you pass over is my heart,
Is my daily bread, my soul, my Herald Hark,
And on that winding road to home that I pass through,
That land is you.
That land is you.

Throughout many years, this river's changed its path.
One bridge burned, another built,
Bigger than the last.
I grew a tree I knew would be cut down.
I built a fence, then tore it to the ground.

After all the salted fields, "I'm sorry" says the least.
And so I stand here, watching storms,
moving to the East.
Oh, this water's always leaving us behind!
This river never called herself a line.