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 
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