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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Hornsby
Bruce Hornsby
Vocals
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Guitar
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Hornsby
Bruce Hornsby
Songwriter
Chip deMatteo
Chip deMatteo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Hornsby
Bruce Hornsby
Producer

Lyrics

Tonight's forecast called for possible storms Weather report, winds aloft unstable Counting on binging on a smörgåsbord of cable Smörgåsbord of cable Clicking through the channels as the whirling furnace warms Warming up just as much as it is able Click, already seen it, click, way too loud Click, click, click, click Then, from somewhere, we heard another sound I imagined it was the roar of a train No trains nearby, so she assumed it was a plane Probably a plane Clicking through the cable, the noise swirls all around The wind hit first, then the rain Click, check the weather Click, click, check the lights Click, click, bang, bang, bang, click Maybe now, I'll get religion Maybe now, I'll learn to wait Maybe now, I'll have some vision But for now, I'll accept my fate Persistent roaring, horizontal rain outside Inside, it's dark and still, the cable's dead And we can't tell, but it might be widespread It must be widespread Click the remote, flick the lights, I've tried and tried We're so cut off when things go dead Click, check the weather Click, check the lights Click, click, bang, bang, bang click Maybe now, I'll get religion Maybe now, I'll learn to wait Maybe now, I'll have something But for now, I'll accept my fate Maybe now, we'll all get real Maybe now, as things get strange Maybe now, we'll finally feel And from now, things will change Things will change, yeah
Writer(s): Bruce Randall Hornsby, Chip Dematteo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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