I swam the oceans of her eyes
And ran her rivers through my hands
I don’t deny my sin
There are things about a man
That you will never understand
Buried deep within
The night was never made to be a hideaway for pain
It’s just a thinner skin
I can barely see the arrows on the weather vane
Pirouetting in the wind
Hopped a train on its way to Panama City
Hopped a train on its way through the border line
Hopped a train on its way with that love of mine
The only diamond I could find
The sugar of the valley’s under hammer and steel
Down in the hearts of men
With families that are livin’ for their next meal
This day our daily bread
Via Dolorosa on the outpost sign
Out on the mountain’s edge
Forty years of clocking in and clocking out on time
Lie sleeping on this bed
Hopped a train on its way to Panama City
Hopped a train on its way through the border line
Hopped a train on its way with that love of mine
The only diamond I could find
I surrender to the voices that I can’t turn off
A distant oil pump, a bucket wheel, an engine cough
With solemn face they wait impatient for the Eucharist
Cross themselves, say, “Let’s get on with it!”
Then nail their hammers to the wall
Hopped a train on its way to Panama City
Hopped a train on its way through the great divide
Hopped a train on its way with that love of mine
The only diamond I could find