Lyrics:

God of the rich man ain't the God for the poor
God, men, and the state hospital is closed, and wouldn't you know?
Winos and office girls in the park
Wanted you alone to walk beside her
Wanted you alone to live beside her, it was morning
Better roads with light on them

Can your diamonds talk to you?
Can you see them shine?
Keep them hiding in your room
Can they guide you in your time?
Can they guide you in your time?

Windows were broken by your dear one's hands
Gates left swinging by your dear one's hands, an old book salesman
Asked if he could step in
The sidewalks you slept on held no rest
Gave away the money you saved in your trust, you're sorry now
Light hits you funny at the time

Can your diamonds talk to you?
Can you see them shine?
Keep them hiding in your room
Can they guide you in your time?
Can they guide you in your time?

The sidewalks
You slept on
They're so broken
They're so broken down
I'll meet you there
I'll meet you there

Years before, and the trees would start to bloom
You walked outside, wanted back in your room, what did you hope for?
Turn the corner while you slept
God of the rich man ain't the God for the poor
God, men, and the state hospital is closed, and wouldn't you know?
Winos and office girls in the park

Can your diamonds talk to you?
Can you see them shine?
Keep them hiding in your room
Can they guide you in your time?
Can they guide you in your time?

Can your diamonds talk to you?
Can you see them shine?
Keep them hiding in your room
Can they guide you in your time?
Can they guide you in your time?