Across the Rainbow Bridge
To the place where the old gods live
Father sits on throne
Near the place where the frost giants roam
In the winter time
Eating boar with goblets of red wine
And I feel at home
In the old stone halls
Where the warriors all stand tall
And they share the tale
Battles fought, both triumph and failed
And the goddess song
Both sung in a choir and whisper
And I feel at home
Two worlds, trapped in between like
The moon pulls the tides of the sea
Oh I I I
Asgard, heir to the throne or
Earth god, it’s my choice alone
Oh why?
Across the Brooklyn Bridge
To the place where the mortals live
Where they wear their hearts
On a sleeve of metal and stars
And I call them friends
Stand beside them right to the very end
And I feel at home
In the ways of man
I will never understand
How they laugh and sing
All the joy a touch can bring
And a woman’s heart
‘quires much more strength than Mjolnir
But I feel at home
Two worlds, trapped in between like
The moon pulls the tides of the sea
Oh I I I
