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Diamond Mountain

Luka Bloom
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[1994]
Lyrics & Music by Barry Moore (Luka Bloom)
Album: Turf
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Voices cry out
Shells of houses
White-faced children
Hungry eyes
The cruel sea calls
The unwilling traveller
Who would look for the road
To survival

Hold my hand
A little longer
Take one last look
Out over the fields
To the reds and the browns
of Diamond Mountain
Bring the smell and the sound
To your station…

I will be here
When you need me
I will be here
in the pouring rain
I will be here
on Diamond Mountain.

They bring their song
Line to Australia
Scattering magical airs,
Cities and towns
The dreaming road
to Diamond Mountain
An ordinary wonder
On the heather ground..

Hold my hand
A little longer
Take one last look
Out over the fields
To the reds and the browns
of Diamond Mountain
Bring the smell and the sound
To your station..

I will be here
When you need me
I will be here
in the pouring rain
I will be here
on Diamond Mountain..


He kisses his love,
Diamond Mountain
The mad wind whistles,
Bushes, stones..
Like two March swallows
Back on the mountain
Come full circle at last,
Heaven is home..

Contributed by giorgio - 2012/3/15 - 08:20



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