Doug Keith
the weather s fucking awful
Where the airplanes lift
And the river divides
Where time is still
Where time is denied
A little comes back
And then slowly goes
Iâve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weatherâs fucking awful
The diamond in my mind
The voice on the phone
The song in my head
Keeps you close
Itâs not a long time gone
But itâs a long time away
Iâve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weatherâs 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 youâre still on my mind
Iâve gotta hit the road
I gotta hit the road
And the weatherâs fucking awful
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- Pony