the weather forecaster - Spearmint

He learns to read the weather

When he was very young

To never get it wrong, oh oh

No need to ever get wet

Or carry extra clothes

Everything just so, oh oh

Trying to control

Everything

Everything just so, oh oh

If you know

What the weather

Will be like

There’s no danger

You’re in control

In his pockets are pieces of paper

Listing the questions he will ask

The stories he will tell, oh oh

So that when he meets her later

The conversation won’t run dry

Everything just so, oh oh

But that day

For the first time

In years

He got it wrong

The rain came down

And all the ink on the paper in his pockets

Ran into one

He didn’t know what to do

He had to make it up

And he remembered

What getting wet

Was like

And it felt

Completely

Right

If you know

What the weather

Will be like

There’s no danger

You’re in control

Of your life

«Yeah try that»