Harold Weathervein Lyrics

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?