i heard of a place a place we ll be hand in hand side by side in the sand by the glassy sea if you get there before me wait for me please to tell you the truth i d do the same for you to tell you the truth i m scared of the distance we ll travel through my grip on you may be slipping but hold on we ll claim victory we are creatures of habit and our habitats i don t want to be around for the after math i want to be lying under dark green grass when the scales tip and the planets crash into each other no will be around to see our epitaphs that read one day all our lungs will collapse the thought of heaven scares the hell out of me and the thought of hell well points me to heaven but i don t want fear to drive what i believe i want hope to be the compass to be the map that guides me to the glassy sea i know we ll stand side by side on that shore hand in hand tears dried blind eyes opens wide filled with joy filled with peace at the sight of our king but until that day brother hold on to hope and until that day sister hold on to hope and until that day we can hold onto each other as we hold on to hope because that s all we ve got left even though the thought of heaven is daunting i know i m the end i ll never be wanting because one day all our lungs will collapse