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