From the recording Diamonds and Rust

Please check out my Blog page on my web site, I've written about recording this song and the inspiration I have drawn from Joan Baez.


Well  I’ll be damned
here comes your ghost again
But that’s not unusual
it’s just that the moon is full
And you happen to call.
You burst on the scene
already a legend,
The unwashed phenomenon,
the original vagabond,
You strayed into my arms.
And there you stayed,
temporarily lost at sea,
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half shell
could keep you unharmed.
And here I sit, hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I’d known
A couple of light years ago
Headed straight for a fall.
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust.
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer that robins eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from
A booth in the Midwest.
Well I see you standing
with brown leaves all around
And snow in your hair
And you’re smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel over Washington Square.
Our breath comes out white clouds
It mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there.
Now you’re telling me
You’re not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who were so good with words
And at keeping things vague.
Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It all comes back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
But if you offering me diamonds and rust
Well I’ve already paid.
Oh the times they are a changin’….( repeat )

When the world becomes a massive mess with nobody at the helm, it's time for artists to make their mark.” - Joni Mitchell