Driving through this cloud on the ground
some call it fog, it is cold death.
Here on Tallamena a shroud
just one wrong move, you plunge the depth.
Told her i was here, she'll worry
and this arete highway steepens.
Ten pointer jumps in a flurry
a jerk of the wheel, pulse quickens.

Swerved wrong, over the precipice
a thousand feet down crashing through.
Bouncing off boulders and tall spruce
flipped over once nothing i can do.
Body flaying over and back
only thought i have is how she'll be hurt.
Screams in my brain all going black
windows broken i'm covered in dirt.

Snapping limbs as i tumble down
rocks smashing metal, tossed about.
End over end, side to side, all blown
i love you, i love you, i shout
In a cold sweat, i sit upright
looking around i see her there.
Asleep but saying "You alright"
then i kiss her,"baby i'm here".