Pressure Makes Diamonds
What are you running from
Did you find yourself in the plains
The foothills feel empty
I hope you don't still resent me
I'm worried about what they might think
I've had far too much to drink
I'm loud
And I'm always right
It's loud in the middle of the night
Conducting trains
The snow, the rain
The feel good and the pain
Pressure makes diamonds, it's tough in your hands
Transition from rocks into sand
It's all about engagement, where do you stand
A couple more days, I promise you'll land
Throw in some coal, it's good for my soul
And we'll move along again
The people I've met, I'll never forget
The places I've gone, the memories drawn
Should I think about adjustments
When there's nothing that needs adjustin'
Conducting trains
The snow, the rain
The feel good and the pain
Pressure makes diamonds, it's tough in your hands
Transition from rocks into sand
It's all about engagement, where do you stand
A couple more days, I promise you'll land
Balance, find your balance
Strangers aren't so strange
We can be big or small
We can risk, and lose it all
We can be mean (or kind)
But we're all kind of the same
Did you find yourself in the plains
The foothills feel empty
I hope you don't still resent me
I'm worried about what they might think
I've had far too much to drink
I'm loud
And I'm always right
It's loud in the middle of the night
Conducting trains
The snow, the rain
The feel good and the pain
Pressure makes diamonds, it's tough in your hands
Transition from rocks into sand
It's all about engagement, where do you stand
A couple more days, I promise you'll land
Throw in some coal, it's good for my soul
And we'll move along again
The people I've met, I'll never forget
The places I've gone, the memories drawn
Should I think about adjustments
When there's nothing that needs adjustin'
Conducting trains
The snow, the rain
The feel good and the pain
Pressure makes diamonds, it's tough in your hands
Transition from rocks into sand
It's all about engagement, where do you stand
A couple more days, I promise you'll land
Balance, find your balance
Strangers aren't so strange
We can be big or small
We can risk, and lose it all
We can be mean (or kind)
But we're all kind of the same
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Writer(s): Alexander Spiteri
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