1904
Benjamin Francis Leftwich
Letra

Álbum: Last Smoke Before the Snowstorm ( 2011)

All of our friends survived
When a plane crashed their minds
And in 1904 I found
Some real, real strength in my ground
You look at me with your old, old eyes
That you used to
Look at god in your old, old way
If you lost your way, walk on, walk on, walk on
All of our thoughts collide
When our hearts smash inside
And in that place I saw
The cold dark diamond in 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?
Lost your way, walk on, walk on, walk on