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