Marissa Nadler Follow

So do you know I'm a dancer now?
With red painted lips, and a Jezebel crown?
So have you heard I'm a singer now?
With reliquary eyes, and a diadem frown?

But I look for you
In the diamond trees
In a highway divine
Deliver me

Your father died
A month ago
And he scattered his ashes
In the snow

And oh, my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
And oh, my lonely diamond heart
It misses you, oh well

I had a man in every town
And I thought of you each time
When I tore off my gown

Changes have come
And I cannot recall
The shape of your face
Through the winters and falls

But I look for you
In the traffic seas
In the bars
I'm always frequenting

Your father died
Some months ago
And we scattered his ashes
In the snow

Oh, the days are
The hardest hours of the year
Oh, the days are

The hardest hours of the year
Oh, the days are
The hardest hours of the year

And oh, my lonely diamond heart
It misses you my dear

She gave me a bird
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her
And he gave me a book

Made out of wood
To fasten all the emblems
She gave me a bird
Made out of clay
So I never will forget her

And oh, my lonely diamond heart
It misses you so well
And oh, my lonely diamond heart
It misses you, oh well