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Lyrics for 'Harold Weathervein' by 'Cursive'
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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