No matter how far we've come I'm still not there yet
The road behind is twisted, tumultuous, steep
In front of me the fog is unforgiving, dense and deep
Got to keep moving cause there's nowhere to stop
Would like to take a breather but over there's a cop
Trying to keep the faith alive but this drive may just break me
Not sure if the destination is worth the determination
What awaits me when I finally arrive ...
Will I survive this journey's drive?