1904

1904
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?

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?