Tears Like Diamonds

Wake to the dawning of Osiris

See the world as it was new

There is a mist upon the meadow

And the stirring souls are fewShe hears the starlings cry at daybreak

At the tolling of the bells

She shivers in the chill of the morning air

Drawing water from her wellWith tears like diamonds

Upon her haggard faceHear the owls cry at midnight

And the tower's tolling bells

There is a fog upon the forest

Where she's been she'll never tell

With tears like diamonds

Upon her haggard face

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