The Guggenheim Grotto Follow

Not everyone sees the things you see
The lightning between the trees
Not everyone tastes the things you taste
The salt in being wicked, the sugar on your knees

So don't you dare lose faith
Hang your boots on the nail
Turn yourself into a man in uniform

'Cause this sorry old world needs diamonds like you
Darling, you're a diamond through and through
Darling, you're a diamond true

For every heart that's true
There's a thousand hungry ghosts

And for everyone that sees
No on ever wins the war
There's an army marching blindfold to the beat

Don't you dare to turn cold
Throw your towel in the rain
Drink the water from the well and fall asleep

'Cause this sorry old world needs diamonds like you
Darling, you're a diamond through and through
Darling, you're a diamond through and through
Darling, you're a diamond true

Not everyone sees the things you see
The lightning between the trees
Not everyone tastes the things you taste