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Written because Natalie Ballinger told me she'd not cook another meal for our gang until I'd written some damned new song, and because I was leaving Australia and because my heart was breaking.

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Yearn

I’ve sung songs of spring in the morning
and in the evening time
with flowers blooming
and bushes burning
offerings of love and bitter learning
and I’ve sworn by heaven and darker places
to find my way through these nighttime cages
and I’ve come out, fighting angels,
kissing demons
chasing strangers

I yearn for home.

I sat for a golden afternoon up on
Thomas Ryan’s balcony
I watched the autumn sunlight and I smelt the breeze
Sitting down so comfortably
on an old and broken rocking chair
I closed my eyes, I felt the earth
and breathed.

I yearn for home.

I’ve heard that elves have ships
on which to sail away
across the morning’s waters
to their grey havens, fair
and far away from here.
I wonder if all my longings, they
could shape me out a ship of hopes
to carry me
on these seas of homeward yearning.

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from hymns to swear by, released March 17, 2010

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