The Great Unknown

You do the dancing for me
I’ll strum this parlor guitar
No more waiting to see
What we’ve been wanting
From the same old stars
There’s nowhere we’re needing to go
No clock running fast
Or much too slow
It’s better living
In the great unknown
The stuff dreams are made of
In the pocket of an old wrinkled shirt
Light this whole place up
You’ll get your money’s worth
Feel the warmth behind us cut through the cold
As we drive down Bible Road
It’s better living
In the great unknown
She’s got a lot of those records
You’ve been dying to hear
When I watch her dance to the sound
It makes this life feel less real
Takes my hand and puts me in the boat
No destination
No place to row
It’s better living
In the great unknown
We can still be beginners
Sleep on the sand through the night
Crash our car into the water
Swim across to the bright city side
Or stay where the wind is quiet and low
And faith is something you don’t need to let it show
It’s better living
In the great unknown