Started of sunny and clear, should be a breeze when the end is near
The wind picked up, the leaves began to blow
Being pushed to the side, then pushed back, how much farther do I have to go
Knowing it’s not over because the travel hasn’t been far
Night comes and seems long and cold, where’s the wishing star
Sunny again, but look like a chance of rain
Through the lightning and thunder push on for more ground to gain
Feeling lonely and confused on the long road ahead
Still moving and pushing, wanting to give up instead
Following a guiding light, assurance to learn to survive
Knowing travel wasn’t easy on this road, still hearing heartbeats, signs of being alive
Crawl, walk, limp, or sometimes bend
The road is long, follow until the end