High in the sky
Through the clouds and rain
Every familiar field
Seems like an old friend.
When every hand that you shake
Feels like a warm embrace
Could only be one sweet place
Home in the heartland.
Sing out your songs and ring out your stories
And rhymes.
Weave from your dreams the mystical dances
That lead us to bonding
Heart and mind.
As we circle the world with our wandering years
Gathering here and there
Leaving behind our share.
Like the leaves in the wind,
They are blown along.
Melodies rise and fall.
Home in the heartland.
Sing out your songs and
Ring out your stories
And rhymes.
Weave from your dreams the mystical dancers
That lead us to

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