Another toll, another tag,
another punch card, another check.
Do you cry tears of diamonds
when your heroes die?
Another tweet, another line,
another cross, another like.
Do you cry tears of diamonds
when the news are bad?
Tie it together, out of mind.
Turn on the TV, everyone’s wise.
Do you cry tears of diamonds
when laughter needs a marching band?
Do you still cry at all,
still dare to feel?
When diamonds become symbols
of a purity we no longer know?
At least we’ve got something.
Who’s counting the carats?
Do you cry tear of diamonds
when everything’s bought and sold?
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