All the diamonds in this world That mean anything to me Are conjured up by wind and sunlight Sparkling on the sea
I ran aground in a harbour town Lost the taste for being free Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship To carry me to sea
Two thousand years and half a world away Dying trees still grow greener when you pray
Silver scales flash bright and fade In reeds along the shore Like a pearl in sea of liquid jade His ship comes shining Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns His ship comes shining
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