Harold walks down any street of this town
Both crier & witness the sun drops clouds shift
His legs twitch [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/cursive/harold_weathervein.html ]
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?
