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