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
On 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 songlines
To Australia
Scattering magic layers
In cities and towns
The dreaming road
To Diamond Mountain
An ordinary wonder
In the heather ground
Hold my hand
A little longer
Take one last look
Out over the fields
To the reds and the browns
On 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
On Diamond Mountain
The mad wind whistles
Bushes and stones
Like two March swallows
Back on the mountain
Come full circle at last
Heaven, home
I will be here
When you need me
I will be here
In the pouring rain
I will be here
On Diamond Mountain
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