Roadblocks (Six Weeks)

One more detour now

One more roadblock then the road looks clear

So, let's take the train

To the coast 'fore the rain gets here

Hurricanes can't be seen

At all where the airplanes fly

So just box old prayers

Unheard words when they know the lie

Up late, down low, no sleep, nowhere to go

Cold spell, no snow, two feet, nothing to show

Six weeks, now past, and stand still, don't go too fast

Sweet dreams, at last, cheap thrills, be cause I asked

I can see the lights of the ship

Can you see it, too?

Don't you dare, too cross

On a line what they say's not true

Up late, down low, no sleep, no where to go

Cold spell, no snow, two feet, nothing to show

Six weeks, now past, and stand still, don't go too fast

Sweet dreams, at last, cheap thrills, be cause I asked

Its a shame you left

Way back when all the roads were clear

So, I'll take the train

To the coast, but you won't be here