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| If You're offering me Diamonds and Rust, i've already paid... |
| Well, i'll be damned, here comes your ghost again but that's not unusual, it's just that the Moon is full, and You happened to call... and here i sit, hand on a telephone hearing a voice i'd known a couple of light-years ago heading straight for a fall... |
| We both know what memories can bring they bring diamonds and rust. well, you burst on the scene already a legend the unwashed phenomenon the original vagabond straight into my arms and there you stayed, temporarily lost at sea the Madonna was yours for free yes, the girl on the half shell could keep you unharmed. |
| Now i see You standing with brown leaves falling all around and snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window of a crummy hotel over washington square how our breath comes out white clouds, mingles and hangs in the air speaking strictly for me, we both could have died, then and there. Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic then give me another word for it, you who were so good with words and at keeping things vague. i need some of that vagueness now its all come back too clearly yes, i loved you dearly |
| Diamonds and Rust/Joan Baez |
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