Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on, you crazy diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
Shine on, you crazy diamond
You were caught in the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze [bad word] on you target for faraway laughter; [bad word] on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine

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
Well, you wore out your [bad word] 
With random precision
Rode on the steel breeze [bad word] on you raver, you seer of visions; [bad word] on you painter, you piper,
You prisoner, and shine