Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
Mary Hopkin
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 harbor town
Lost the taste of 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 a sea of liquid jade
His ship comes shining
Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns
His ship comes shining
All the Diamonds was written by Bruce Cockburn.
All the Diamonds was produced by Tony Visconti.