Текст: Patty Griffin. Living With Ghosts. 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