1904

All of our friends survived
 When a plane crashed their minds
 And in 1904 I found
 Some real, real strength of my ground
 (Ooh, ooh)
 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?
 Whoa-oh
 Whoa-oh
 Whoa-oh, oh
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 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
 (Ooh, ooh)
 You looked at me with your old, old eyes
 That you used to
 Look at your god in your old, old way
 Lost your way
 Whoa-oh
 Whoa-oh, oh-oh
 Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh