Harold Weathervein Lyrics

Lyric discussion by dorian_ 

Cover art for Harold Weathervein lyrics by Cursive

"In bar rooms he sits all alone Erupting"

It's like he gets drunk and has something to say but no one's listening.

I really have no clue what this song is about. It always makes me think of a middle-aged guy who's all confused and half crazy, how he wanders the town and prophesies the end of the world, but people just ignore him. The cello is really killer in this one. It starts off sounding just like the weather. Deep blue sky, clouds shifting, a hint of storm.