Black Diamond II - Ava Luna

Watch me flit in the corner

Watch me cover the skies

Watch me trace a black diamond

On the backs of her eyes

Watch me trace a black diamond

On the backs of her eyes

And I’ll be hiding in the spaces in the tops of the trees

(I'll be hiding, I’ll be hiding, and I’ll—)

And I’ll be hiding in the space in the backs of brother’s knees

(I'll be hiding, I’ll be hiding, and I’ll—)

I may be lonesome, but at least I—

I can do as I please

Don’t worry my dear 'cause I’ve been here for years

Don’t worry my dear 'cause I’ve been here for years

Don’t worry my dear, I’ve been here for years

Maybe no one ever loved me

Maybe no one knew my name

Maybe television or absentee parents are to blame

But I don’t need a reason, I will—

I will be here all the same

Don’t need excuses, I will—

I will be here all the same

So climb on up

And climb on up

And climb on up

Yes, climb on up

And climb on up

And climb on up

And climb on up

And sit by my side

Yeah, climb on up

Yes, climb on up

And climb on up

And climb on up, now

And climb on up

And climb on up

And climb on up

And sit by my side

Don’t worry my dear 'cause I’ve been here for years

Don’t worry my dear 'cause I’ve been here for years

Don’t worry my dear, I’ve been here for years

I’ve been here for years

Yeah, I’ve been here for years