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.