Misplaced my lunchbox in the bottom of a deep dark well
Found myself asleep on the train
On the train to somewhere else
Track my path across the wave to see sunlight
There's no other way to look across the great divide
In the arms of oblivion
There's a secret door old and wood and hidden
And riddled with holes
Found a key in a tree and I took the path that no one knows
Turned once or twice
As the clock is wise
There's no other to open this device
In the arms of oblivion
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
In an ancient garden underneath a pile of soldier bones
Pathway to a cold dark room
Went to sleep among the stones
When I rose I saw my soul flee to the sky
Watching at me from across the great divide
In the arms of oblivion
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
Risking the obligation to come to the light
Feeling the challenge of greeting the dark
John Makarewicz - Drums
David Krosner - Keyboards
Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Nick Nunziata - Vocals
Micah Robinson - Bass, Backing Vocals