Lyrics Weather Vane - Common Market

Weather Vane

In this current climate of change it seems some things never will
Age of my formation split between the grange and Pleasureville
Skill and dedication, gained appreciation for the work
He’s up early to serve stock feed and tend to barley
Surely this man is a model, though my role is cast in other fields
Typify provisioner, I empathize, a brother feels
Meaning in the motion going out to bring a promise home
Son be there in spirit, father left to do the job alone
Shown the ways of older generations, known little else
Elements affect them all, weather wear the mental health
Down inside the dale driving bales, on his own to think
Arrived with the rye, just shy of mad and prone to drink
In an eye blink, the storm clouds rolled in, tension built
Let em pass, them attempt an intervention — get 'em killed
Caught up in the tempest, mother suffered nature’s wrath
When the neighbors asked, quick to say she slipped taking a bath, but uh…
And when the cops came knocking, she tell 'em «I ain’t talking»
The thrashing don’t happen often — he’s a hard working man, and the
Baby’s barely walking and the bills ain’t stopping
A day lost will cost him — is it hard to understand
Why the women keep living as the men keep hitting
Passively passing it off as a victim of circumstance
Here’s a whole life given, sacrificed for the children
Let him loose, he’s got no use for a tender hand
Never break, it’s a test of faith, I bet tomorrow brings a better day
Rest your frame, help is on its way, signs are blowing through the weather vane
Death is grace, like it says in James, which of us will be kept to wait?
No don’t hesitate, no for heaven’s sake, just let us pray
The Good Lord’s gonna set him straight
Last year drought took the crops, now facing floods
Staples on the table ain’t enough, what we scraping up will
Go to pay the bank back, partial payment — take that
Life in dire straights will make a stark-raving maniac
Tapped a fifth of vodka, kicked her hard enough to break a rib
Shhh — keep quiet, too much crying she gong wake the kids
And when the cops came knocking she tell em «I ain’t talking»
It’s only gong be a problem when the farm don’t yield
You know a man’s heart hardens when his fam starts starving
The wind did in the garden, now the rains claimed the field
I’ll take the weight of the burden if it means less hurting
In crisis the type of person you’re with is fully revealed
Things may be more certain if you take away the bourbon
Tired of fussing I’ll discuss it when the bones heal
Never break, it’s a test of faith, I bet tomorrow brings a better day
Rest your frame, help is on its way, signs are blowing through the weather vane
Death is grace, like it says in James, which of us will be kept to wait?
No don’t hesitate, no for heaven’s sake, just let us pray
The Good Lord’s gonna set him straight
Baby times are tough, but you know you’re making em harder
Household on the edge when you’re wired on that firewater
Daughter old enough to see the evidence, herself
He told her «mind your business,» nothing else, then headed for the shelf
Once he polished off a bottle, started throttling the youngest son
Nest threatened, mama got the weapon, now what’s done is done
And when the cops came knocking she tell 'em «I ain’t talking»
Drop the body in a coffin, dig a hole and throw it in
When the callous won’t soften, it’s only one way to stop 'em
He’s gone, but not forgotten are the scars in the skin
A mother’s resolve is steady, with the volatile especially demanding
Stand ready for the man to go again
Spent enough time guessing if the curse would turn deadly
I heard every word you read me but I’m innocent
Never break, it’s a test of faith, I bet tomorrow brings a better day
Rest your frame, help is on its way, signs are blowing through the weather vane
Death is grace, like it says in James, which of us will be kept to wait?
No don’t hesitate, no for heaven’s sake, just let us pray
The Good Lord’s gonna set him straight