Lyric discussion by Nosliw Pilf 

After listening to the song a few times and reading the lyrics, I developed the idea that this song MIGHT (I'm sick of people insisting their interpretation of a song is concrete, please people leave room for discussion on your opinions, no one could be 100% positive what a song is really about besides the person who wrote it) be about two things...

The first of which could be a frustrated artist struggling to come up with ideas and inspiration for songs "Harold walks down Any street of this town Both crier and witness The sun drops Clouds shift His legs twitch The clocks chime On cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores In bar rooms he sits all alone Erupting" It seems as if Kasher is describing how an artist tries to force ideas by changing scenery or hoping to be a "crier" or a "witness" to some event, but however, usually ends up with nothing more than he started with, causing immense frustration to the point where he feels he will "erupt"

The second thought I had on this song could be Mr. Kasher describing how it feels to have an idea for something to write about and not knowing exacting how to express it in words, and/or not knowing how he feels about the whole situation. "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?"

Anyway, I thought this interpretation fit the whole idea of Tim Kasher writing songs about writing songs and being an artist in general, which seems to be a common theme on some, if not all, of the songs on The Ugly Organ in some way or another.

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