Harold Weathervein Lyrics

Cursive

The Ugly Organ

Lyrics to Harold Weathervein
Harold Weathervein Video:
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?
Songwriters: Cohn, Gretta Mindy / Kasher, Tim / Maginn, Matthew Ryan / Schnase, Clint Frederick / Stevens, Ted James
Publisher: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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