Fog across the pathway
Ahead and behind me
I wipe sleep from my eyes
And shiver in the sharp
Chill of the gray morning.
Looking behind me
I can't tell if I came that way
It's vague like a dream
That slips away
Like leaves in
The sad autumn wind
When you wake up
To the real world
Seeing his face
And it's as unfamiliar
As the pathway behind me
And the pathway ahead
Is just as veiled.
Every step forward is a chance
Sometimes I can't tell
It might be a step back
But I'll take my chances in the fog
Until day breaks in full
And the sun burns the haze
Until I can see clearly
In every direction.