On the morning I woke up only to find
Your body gone cold in the bed next to mine
I called out to God, and I asked for a sign
I guess that's probably the oldest line
No sign came down, at least none I could see
So I got out of bed and I called the police
And they came right over and they took you from me
Now I'm wandering this house begging to be set free
And I can't lie down in this bed anymore
It feels like it's become some terrible door
But now that you're gone, now that you died
I keep hoping there's something on the other side
The doctors dug into you just to see
What they could find, they called it an autopsy
The wrote a report, organized nice and neat
And they sealed it up and they sent it to me
I read it twice, just to see what went wrong
But "Aneurysm" is just a Nirvana song
Did I miss the signs I should've seen all along?
I guess it don't matter, now that you're gone
And I can't lie down in this bed anymore
It feels like it's become some terrible door
But now that you're gone, now that you died
I keep hoping there's something on the other side
Please let there be something on the other side
God, I hope there's something on the other side
credits
from Status Crow,
released December 17, 2013
Words and music by Anthony Bowman
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