On the wall of my bedroom, where the paint began to peel Where the world map was a dream that only time could reveal I saw a frame that had never been there before A dark little gateway, a secret waiting at the core Dust and decay, the smell of ancient moss A foolish impulse, accepting the final loss I turned the latch key, there was no turning back I took the first step, and the world turned black I opened the door and the Other Side called to me A silver sky where the Sun would never be And gravity was just a fleeting tune My heart was beating beneath a different Moon A land of glass, where flowers sing without a sound Where the familiar is hidden, nowhere to be found And I, a young girl, alone within this place Ready for the wonders of this strange new space In a misty garden, the first silhouette appeared Tall, so very tall, a statue to be feared Her glasses of glass, round and bright Filtering the strange beams of an otherworldly light With a faint smile and a voice like a chime She carried an aura of fate and passing time And where humans end, that's where her other story began A wooden tail, sturdy and proud, part of the plan I opened the door and the Other Side called to me A silver sky where the Sun would never be And gravity was just a fleeting tune My heart was beating beneath a different Moon A land of glass, where flowers sing without a sound Where the familiar is hidden, nowhere to be found And I, a young girl, alone within this place Ready for the wonders of this strange new space But then, in the shadows, the figure most obscure In a dark coat, a shadow that forever will endure A man with a tight, constrained, painful little grin Because his mouth was sewn shut, stitched from within And the beauty fails, the tragedy upon his face And instead of pupils that time cannot erase In place of a soul, of the mirror deep inside Two button eyes watched me with nowhere to hide I opened the door and the Other Side called to me A silver sky where the Sun would never be And gravity was just a fleeting tune My heart was beating beneath a different Moon A land of glass, where flowers sing without a sound Where the familiar is hidden, nowhere to be found And I, a young girl, alone within this place Ready for the wonders of this strange new space The woman with the tail, the man with the buttons for eyes Am I just one more of their ghostly prizes? The door is now sealed, there’s no turning back for me They reach out their hands, they want to stitch me to be free