Benjamin Francis Leftwich - 1904 lyrics

All of our friends survived
When a plane crashed their minds
And in 1904 I found
Some real, real strength of my ground

You look at me with your old, old eyes
That you used to look at your God
In your old, old way have you lost your way?
Woah oh, woah oh woah oh oh

All of our thoughts collide
When our hearts smashed inside
And in that place I saw
The cold, dark diamond
On the cold, dark floor

You look at me with your old, old eyes
That you used to look at your God
In your old, old way have you lost your way?
Woah oh, woah oh woah oh oh