Story Behind The Song

This song just kinda fell into place. The music, the theme, the darkness, it just happened this way.

Lyrics

This place, so cold and black.
There is no turning back.
It's all a part of the plan,
for the anthill.

This velvet embrace,
I hear the rain.
The lines of lace,
the dirt colides and divides heart and soul.
There's no more,
only mourning is instore.
A life erased,
we share the pain.
A ritual parade,
view the shell and hope the trip went well.
Is there more? Are there mornings?
What's in store?

This place, so cold and black.
There is no turning back.
It's all a part of the plan,
for the anthill.

...and we climb

And while we think that we stand tall,
we are really, very small.
So says life and death
on the anthill.

...and we climb

A flood of tears, a heart astray
The crippling fear,
path unknown, the soul meets dust and bone.
All alone in our mourning.
Face the stone.
Don't you cry. We need the sleep.
Say your good byes.
Tuck me in and pray it's not the end.
In the wind, you will hear me
once again.

There's got to be something more than this....
...some eternal bliss
given into the wait of it all.

Chorus

Go, into the unknown

The circle is unbroken.

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
NashvilleJoe	NJ's FAVES--songs i like a lot !	10/23/2010
Dave Sumner	Alternative	10/16/2010