Harold Weathervein

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Cursive - Rock

Harold Weathervein

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Harold walks down any street of this town Both crier and witness The sun drops, the clouds shift His legs twitch The clocks chime On cafés, pharmacies, and dime stores In bar rooms, he sits all alone Erupting In his head, it's like the weather In his head, it's like the weather In his head, it's like the weather Oh, oh, oh Back and forth, it's like the weather Back and forth, it's like the weather Back and forth, it's like the weather When it rains, it pours down Weatherman, do you feel? Do you feel? Is it stormy inside of your veins? Weatherman, do you feel? Is it stormy inside of your veins?

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  • Tim Kasher