Way down at the end of the world
There rests a golden land
A heart-shaped isle, peaceful all the while
Safe from the perils of man
There, a bosom so soft is waiting for me
How I long to be safe in her arms
I’m a fallen leaf from a broken family tree
But I flourish wherever I land
There are a thousand ways I could show my love
A thousand songs I could sing
I can feel the grace of my family’s place
My heart is in Tasmania
If I were a cloud I’d thunder and roll
Back to the land of my bones
But I walked through the fire, and crossed the snowline
And left my mountain home
But a motherless child I never will be
For as along as the cradle is there
I’ll return to the earth, the place of my birth
As another leaf falls through the air
There are a thousand ways I could show my love
A thousand songs I could sing
I can feel the grace of my family’s place
My heart is in Tasmania
I can feel the grace of my family’s place
My heart is in Tasmania