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Beneath Southland SkiesGale blows in. Off the sea
Across the Catlins coast. To you and me.
Rain on the window. Beating time
Distant song of the old wind chime
Chorus
I’m in your arms. You hold me tight
We’re making love by the firelight
Quiet DesperationBefore I was twenty-one
My country sent me off with a gun
To fight a war in a hot and far-off land.
Against a people who’d never done me no harm
They used my youth and the strength of my arm
In so many ways that I’ve ever since regretted.
And all through that I dreamed of beauty