Benjamin Francis Leftwich 1904
all of our friends survive when a plane crashed their minds and in 1904 i found some real, real strength from my ground
you look at me, with your old old eyes that you used to look at your god, in old old ways have you lost your way?
all of our thoughts collide when our hearts melt 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 old old ways you've lost your way
