Coming Closer to the Day

Does the road stretch out for me

Like dead trails across a clear blue sky

Maybe a path not foreseen

To somewhere yet to be defined

Coming closer to the day

Move up through the gears or turn away

Could be a promise of the reap

Not a head full of whispered lies

Take up my armour and my shield

As the sun begins to rise

Coming closer to the day

Move up through the gears or turn away

Stop counting every step

And be free

How to make the going sweet

And ride a wave on a crest

Wake up from forgetful sleep

As all goes forward not without rest

Coming closer to the day

Move up through the gears or turn away

Coming closer to the day

Move up through the gears or turn away

Stop counting every step

And be free