Crossing the 45th Parallel

To pass between, these winter walls
While traveling at night
Taken by reflection
I mine my life

The trees have seen me come this way
Many times at any hours
They stand on both sides
And greet me, as I pass

A time and place, where winter begins
I see inspiring sights
Reminiscent of years gone by
I mine my life

I am, being expected
By those who are waiting at home
Taking caution
Knowing I'm guided by white lines covered in snow

On occasion I pass through
From the life I build
To the life I knew

The trees have seen me come this way
Many times at any hours
They stand on both sides
And greet me, as I pass

Only the trees would have seen
Who held the wheel
Only they would have seen
When I grew tired of travel

Only the trees would have seen
Who held the wheel
When I lost control

The trees have seen me come this way
Many times at any hours
They stand on both sides
And greet me, as I pass

In desperate times, in such desperation
This long road traveled once left me behind
Now used, for gaining momentum
The theme of it all
Defines my life