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 [Chorus] 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? 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 [Chorus] 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?