Who's Waiting on the Other Side?
Bowvayne - Molten
The door of Fate’s
Rusty hinges grate
As down oblivion I slide.
Around the corner of Time,
I awoke from Cosmic slime.
But somewhere here my true self hides.
The iron from an exploding star
Made our hearts what they are
So why can’t we fly?
There’s a Milky Way inside my head.
A Universe into which my demons have fled.
Can I go back?
Is time a tide?
This is the question:
Who’s waiting
Who’s waiting
Who’s waiting on the other side?
Who’s waiting on the other side?
Because you see, the iron from an exploding star
Made our hearts what they are
Why can’t we fly?
Who’s waiting on the other side?
The door of Fate’s
Rusty hinges grate
As down oblivion you slide.
Waaaaoooow!
If I had the eyes of a bee,
I could see ultra-violetly,
My perception would be doubly wide.
Who’s waiting
Who’s waiting
Who’s waiting on the other side?
© Gold Fountain Music 2008
