I'm proud to watch you when you're at your best
Calm, cool incarnate, statuesque
All my friends love you and wish you well
You're wise but unrefined, enviable

Tail to feline, marrow to bone
Depth to your breath
Your words to my soul

You're bold faced lies, obsession at large
Breath left prose on bathroom mirrors
Foul weather fare

Moral at outset from boot to chest
Published paintings of the old west
Or desert grotto all silent and clear
Opulent, crimson, sunken mirrors

Tail to feline, feather to wing
Blood in my heart
To hear you sing

Your bold faced lies, my obsession at large
Your breath left the sweetest prose on my mirror


Lyrics submitted by cooperw

Foul Weather Fare song meanings
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