Carrboro
Picked up the phone and he said, “hello” and, “Carrboro” and, “how’s the weather?”
Because he didn’t know and he’ll never know and ‘cause he always talks about weather.
He always talks about weather.
He always talks about weather.
We always talk about weather.
‘Cause everybody talks about the weather.
Everything isn’t always just what it seems.
He’s asking about rain, but I know that he means,
“I fucked you over. I fucked everyone over…and how’s the weather?”
How’s the weather?
How’s the weather?
Stranger to stranger…
father to son…
stranger to stranger…
and how’s the weather?
He always talks about weather.
He always talks about weather.
We all just wanna talk about weather.
‘Cause everybody’s talking ‘bout the weather.
and it goes and it goes and it goes and it goes…
Life goes on.
Yeah, life goes on, but we don’t say anything.
A life is gone.
A life is gone, but we don’t say anything.
Life moves on.
Yeah, life moves on, but we don’t say anything.
A life is gone.
A life is gone, but we don’t say anything.
Yeah, we’re dead to each other.
We’re dead to each other we don’t say anything.
We’re dead to each other.
We’re dead to each other, we don’t say anything, but
How’s the weather?
How is the weather?
How’s the weather?
How is the weather?
We don’t say anything.
We don’t say anything.
I don’t say anything.
He doesn’t say anything.
He doesn’t say anything.
He doesn’t say anything to me,
but how’s the weather?
how’s the weather?
Picked up the phone and he said, “hello” and, “Carrboro” and, “how’s the weather?”