Lyrics Sad Diamonds - Two Loons For Tea, Sarah Scott, Jonathan Kochmer

Sad Diamonds

Sit friend, weak beauty
With your sad diamonds and singing mother
There’s death on your bed
But you’re the only you that I know
And don’t worry those like him dream
Diamond ugly and hair like a forest
And he’ll swim
And shake the chocolate and rust from his skin
Just tell him to leave
Don’t let him win
And you make songcakes under your breath
(muttering mad, and mean)
On a black iron bed with rosy skin and TV frantic
You’re the only you that I know
Like a girl with a part in a play, like life
Like the size of your skin: beautiful friend
Cause those like him play, dripping with honey
His language is water…
And you’ll swim
And shake the chocolate and rust from your skin
Just tell him to leave
Don’t let him win