Mac
I wrote The Unknown at the beginning of the pandemic. It’s as much about everything in life that we have little control over as it is about the virus. It’s also a bit of a reminder that there’s always something scary out there and you’ve pushed through it before and you can do it again.
Brad
I was going for a spooky sci fi sound on the keyboard parts here, but with an early 80s pop vibe in the bass and drums. Don Henleyish snare drum sound, dontcha think?
If you’re lookin’ for answers
You won’t find ’em here
Not from the man in the moon or the man in the mirror
There’s no frame of reference no map from the past
How soon is it coming? How long will it last?
This imminent ill has been here all along
It’s why doctors make medicines and poets write songs
It’ll shake your foundation break you down to the bone
Your fear has a name and its called
The Unknown
The unknown is a stranger who rides in after dark
It sleeps in the shadows it sleeps in the park
You can’t kill it with bullets
A sling or a stone
It’s the knock in the night
When you’re home all alone
Now someone said someone knows the road up ahead
If you follow them blindly you’re already dead
Like the ring of the church bell or the ring of the phone
Your fear has a name and it’s called
The Unknown
The Unknown is tomorrow just out of view
It’s the ghost in the closet and it’s coming for you
It’ll smother your spirit
If you let it take hold
But your spirit is golden
Your spirit is bold
It’s as big as a mountain
It’s as strong as an oak
The Unknown’s just a story
That’s never been told