The Weatherman

For the liar trips on edge of desire
Indicating a season change
By a flick of light

With his fourth step
Breathing in cause he forced it
No one calls for November rain
But you'd always dare

5 a.m. now
Problem is that you're too proud
To conceal your epiphany
It's truth or dare

Because you are the weatherman
Doing the best you can
Avoiding the turbulence
On foggy days
On foggy days
On foggy days
On foggy days

For the worst thing
Was not in a real thing
Strikes me terrific
To see how he feels

Closing doors now
Chasing names up in black clouds
Where they dance
And pretend to be seen

On the flipside
Dance in the riptide
Holding hands
With idiocratic beliefs

I guess that's what you get
I guess that's what's you get
I guess that's what you get
I guess that's what you get

Because you are the weatherman
(I guess that's what you get)
Doing the best you can
(I guess that's what you get)
Because you are the weatherman
(I guess that's what you get)
Doing the best you can
(I guess that's what you get)
Because you are the weatherman
(I guess that's what you get)
Doing the best you can
(I guess that's what you get)
Avoiding the turbulence
(On foggy days)



Credits
Writer(s): Lorenz Embacher
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