Weathervanes Lyrics

Freeze-dried, Americanized, TV dinners

I realized way too late, it happens every winter

I don't have my bearings straight, it feels just like a blizzard

Put iodine on this cut, before it gets bigger

Maybe I should go back to church, I don't understand the collars

But I like all the stories they tell, I like the ones about the brothers

Looks like you're going in circles again

It's like your foot's nailed to the ground, you're spiraling

Nothing ever works out the way you want it to

I can't believe I have to explain this to you

Feels just like a weathervane, dancing on the rooftop

Looking down First Avenue, but the taxis won't stop

Streetlights bounce off the puddles in the parking lot

There's stars below our feet, you always had a funny way of viewing things

Never in a million years would I have ever thought of that

I guess my sober brain doesn't work that way

Feels just like a weathervane, dancing on the rooftop

Looking down First Avenue, but the taxis won't stop

Streetlights bounce off the puddles

I'm spread so thin, your voice is in my head again

More felt than seen, feeling like my mind is torn

It's just the way I am, weighing all the things you said

Feels just like a weathervane, dancing on the rooftop

Looking down First Avenue, but the taxis won't stop

Streetlights bounce off the bottles in the parking lot