I'll be damned, here comes your ghost again
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But that's not unusual
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It's just that the moon is full
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And you decided to call
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And here I sit, hand on the telephone
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Hearing the voice I'd known
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A couple of light years ago
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Headed straight for a fall
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But we both know what memories can bring
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They bring Diamonds and Rust
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Yes we both know what memories can bring
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They bring Diamonds and Rust
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Now I see you standing with brown leaves all around and snow in your hair
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Now we're smiling out the window of the crummy hotel over Washington Square
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Our breath comes in white clouds, mingles and hangs in the air
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Speaking strictly for me we both could've died then and there
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Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
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Then give me another word for it
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You were so good with words
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And at keeping things vague
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Cause I need some of that vagueness now
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It's all come back too clearly, yes, I love you dearly
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And if you're offering me diamonds and rust, I've already paid
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But we both know what memories can bring
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They bring Diamonds and Rust
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Yes we both know what memories can bring
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They bring Diamonds and Rust
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Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
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Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
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Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
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Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
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Diamonds And Rust
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| Seven Witches |
