(Steep grade ahead.) (No turning back.) (Keep your hands on the wheel.) (Three... two... one... climb!) Heading up the canyon road before the daylight dies, Watching all the mountain peaks meet the open skies. They told me that the steep incline would tear the rig apart, I told them what matters most is the courage in your heart. Grip the steering wheel and keep your eyes upon the grade, Never second guessing every sacrifice you made. Rattling the gravel loose against the underside, Taking on the mountain passes with an honest pride. No room for complaining when the summit is in view, Finishing the job that we came out here to do! Feel the engine strain against the climb... Moving up the mountain on our own good time! (Good time!) Looking at the canyon drop below, Steady on the throttle, let the power go! Gravel run, cutting through the stone, Making our own tracks when we are riding all alone! Keep your shoulders steady and your hands upon the line, Standing through the struggle till the morning starts to shine! (Gravel run!) Feel the mountain shake! (Gravel run!) Never gonna break! Riding through the badlands with our boots upon the floor, Every single mile only makes us want it more! Miles of rough terrain behind us sitting in the dust, Built upon a foundation of discipline and trust. I saw the fair-weather drivers pull off to the side, Waiting for an easier and softer place to ride. We do not take the shortcuts when the payload must arrive, Keeping our attention sharp and fighting to survive. Cool mountain air is rushing through the open door, Planting our position on the territory floor. Raise your chin and look ahead, the road is clear and wide, Carrying our values with a quiet sense of pride! Feel the engine strain against the climb... Moving up the mountain on our own good time! (Good time!) Looking at the canyon drop below, Steady on the throttle, let the power go! Gravel run, cutting through the stone, Making our own tracks when we are riding all alone! Keep your shoulders steady and your hands upon the line, Standing through the struggle till the morning starts to shine! (Gravel run!) Feel the mountain shake! (Gravel run!) Never gonna break! Riding through the badlands with our boots upon the floor, Every single mile only makes us want it more! (Turn the page. Next chapter.) (Gravel run!) (Unbroken!) Gravel run, cutting through the stone! Making our own tracks when we are riding all alone! Keep your shoulders steady and your hands upon the line, Standing through the struggle till the morning starts to shine! (Gravel run!) Feel the mountain shake! (Gravel run!) Never gonna break! Riding through the badlands with our boots upon the floor, Every single mile only makes us want it more! (Gravel run.) (Summit reached.) (Done.)
