Coming Closer to the Day

Does the road stretch out for me
Like dead trails across a clear blue sky
Maybe a path no foreseen
To somewhere yet to be defined

Coming closer to the day
Move up through the gates, no turning back

Could be a proper (?)
(?) but lies
Take up my armor and my shield
As the sun begins to rise

Coming closer to the day
Move up through the gates or turn away

Stop counting every step
And be free

Time to make the going sweet
And ride a wave on the quest
Wake up from forgetful sleep
As (?) but not without rest

Coming closer to the day
Move up through the gates or turn away
Coming closer to the day
Move up through the gates or turn away

Stop counting every step
And be free