Other Side - Anberlin

Solitary views of the other side of a plane we’ve yet to know

Will we ever get the chance to walk alone

In this life or when we find out that we’re home

What will we hear there

Love me, love me

Why don’t you know me, know me

Hold me, hold me

And trust me, trust me

Inhabitations through

I can finally forget a past you say you never knew

I reach my hands to the sky

There’s a time and place

An unknown region of space

I can meet you all there

Throw your arms in the air

Hands towards the sky

And you’ll hear

Hands towards the sky

And you’ll hear