Cursive — Harold Weathervein lyrics

Harold walks down any street of this town
Both crier & witness the sun drops clouds shift
His legs twitch

The clocks chime on cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores, in bar rooms he stils all alone erupting.
When it rains it pours down

Weatherman, do you feel?
Is it stormy inside of your veins?
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Songwriters: Cohn, Gretta Mindy / Kasher, Tim / Maginn, Matthew Ryan / Schnase, Clint Frederick / Stevens, Ted James
Harold Weathervein lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.