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PATTY GRIFFIN
LIVING WITH GHOSTS |
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Moses
Diamonds, roses,I need Moses
To cross this sea of loneliness, Part this red river of pain
I don't necessarily buy any key to the future or happiness
But I need a little place in the sun sometimes Or I think I will die
Everywhere is somewhere And nowhere is near
Everybody got somebody with their wine and their beer
So I'm just this tragic figure in the corner over here
With an empty apartment and a best friend who is queer
Everytime I see him he smiles
And he tells me how well he's walking these miles
But he never ever asks a single thing about me
If I die, he'd hear about it eventually
Diamonds, roses, I need Moses
To cross this sea of loneliness, Part this red river of pain
Everywhere is somewhere And nowhere is near
Everybody got somebody with their wine and their beer
So I'm just this tragic figure in the corner over here
Go home to an empty apartment and call a best friend who is a queer
Diamonds, roses, I need Moses
to cross this sea of loneliness, Part this red river of pain
to cross this sea of loneliness, Part this red river of pain
to cross this sea of loneliness, Part this red river of pain
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