Title: The Unknown has the power

Title: The Unknown has the power

A whisper in the static.

A shadow on the wall.

Is it someone? Is it something , Is it Somewhere?

Or is it nothing at all?

The unknown Person

I am the stranger wearing your face,

A voice you forgot in a crowded place.

Am I a shadow, or am I the spark?

The name you can’t speak when it gets dark.

You call me a spirit, you call me a ghost,you pretend I am nonexistent!

But I am the stranger who knows you the most.

I watch from the mirror, I move in your sleep,

A promise you made but you couldn't quite keep.

Powers of the unknown, pulling the thread,

Living in places you’re too afraid to tread.

Is it a heartbeat? Is it a ghost?

Is it the thing that you wanted the most?

Unseen, unwritten, but entirely true,

The power is changing from nothing to you.

Clock it.

The Subject

I am the concept you cannot define,

The weight of the clock and the blur of the line.

I am the silence inside of the scream,

The logic that breaks at the edge of a dream.

You call me 'the future,' you call me 'the past,'

The only equation that’s destined to last.

An abstract obsession, a math in the blood,

A drought in the desert, a shift in the flood.

Powers of the unknown, pulling the thread,

Living in places you’re too afraid to tread.

Is it a heartbeat? Is it a ghost?

Is it the thing that you wanted the most?

Unseen, unwritten, but entirely true—

The power is changing from nothing to you.

Bridge – The Place

Now I am the city, the dust on the floor,

The heavy wood frame of a locking door.

I am the mountain, the fog on the sea,

A landscape that swallowed your identity.

The coordinates spin and the map starts to fade,

Welcome to the home that the mystery made.

The walls are expanding, the floorboards collapse,

We are falling right into the grid of the gaps.

Instrumental Solo

Final Chorus & Outro

Powers of the unknown, pulling the thread,

Living in places you’re too afraid to tread.

Is it a heartbeat? Is it a ghost?

Is it the thing that you wanted the most?

Unseen, unwritten, but entirely true—

The power is changing...

Hmmmm

A person. A subject. A place on the map.

A spark in the dark. A beautiful trap.

The powers of the unknown.

Never write it off. It may blow on your face

Never ignore it it will blow on your face

The surprises will be deep and deep