Track 9 of the album Cold Furnace Hymns · 2016
Visiting Hours, Hold the Door
by Iron Marrow
“Down a long hall, flowers in hand. A soft song about the hardest visits.”
metal · power ballad · doom metal · 4:06
Lyrics
Down the long hall, the lights are low I carry flowers and I walk slow The doors are heavy, the air is still But I came to be here, and I always will Hold the door, hold the door I am here, I am here Hold the door, hold the door Morning is near A hand in mine, so thin and light The monitor hums through the night I tell you stories from long ago You squeeze my hand and I know Hold the door, hold the door I am here, I am here Hold the door, hold the door Morning is near Rest now, rest now I will stay Rest now, rest now Till the break of day Hold the door, hold the door I am here, I am here Hold the door, hold the door Morning is near Morning is near I am here