The Weather's Fucking Awful-Doug Keith
Where the airplanes lift
And the river divides
Where time is still
Where time is denied
A little comes back
And then slowly goes
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
The diamond in my mind
The voice on the phone
The song in my head
Keeps you close
It’s not a long time gone
But it’s a long time away
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
An all night run
from Buffalo to the shore
Asleep in the seat
Asleep on the floor
And the setting sun
And the weather comes
And you’re still on my mind
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful
I’ve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weather’s fucking awful