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.
Inhisbeaditsliketheweatherback&forthitsliketheweather
When it rains it pours down

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