Voices cry out, shells of houses   White-faced children, hungry eyes   The cruel sea calls the unwilling traveler   Who would look for the road to survival?      Hold my hand a little longer   Take one last look out over the fields   To the reds and the browns of Diamond Mountain   Bring the smell and the sound to your station      I will be here when you need me   I will be here in the pouring rain   I will be here on Diamond Mountain      They bring their song line to Australia   Scattering magical airs, cities, towns   The dreaming road to Diamond Mountain   An ordinary wonder on the heather ground      Hold my hand a little longer   Take one last look out over the fields   To the reds and the browns of Diamond Mountain   Bring the smell and the sound to your station      He kisses his love, Diamond Mountain   The mad wind whistles, bushes, stones   Like two March swallows back on the mountain   Come full circle at last, heaven is home