Come in out of the rain thou sayest - but thou ne'er stept'st aside; And I am trapp'd - A distance there is... None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof; Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be
When shadows grow longer and the sun sets for the forthcoming night; our sorrow is stronger as darkness and death are now near by our side. Many a sun will set and tears of grief will be shed.
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond.