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