Diamond Mountain Lyrics - Amsterdam - Luka Bloom

Voices cry out, shells of houses 

White-faced children, hungry eyes 

The cruel sea calls the unwilling traveler 

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, 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 

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