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STURT

from The Walk


I will sing of your love forever
I will sing of your love forever
down by the Yurrabilla tracks
where men have no poppies for the dead
I will sing of your love forever
and Sturt peas grow in disarray
to frame the highwayland in red
I will sing of your love forever
the vagrant Christ knows in a pea
I will sing of your love
between the dark desert sand
and mallee
your love
it endures forever,
and graces the reeking nomad
with a beauty Solomon desired.






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