A Song About the Weather

Felt the cold air on my breath
Figured it was time to go home again
Cause the grey skies got the better of any sunshine I had left

Dissolve the bad times in cheap wine
Cough the moths right out of my stomach
Run the cobwebs out of our lungs

I know we'll be alright
Singing in the back of Callum's car
Cause it's only way we've got this far
When the fuel runs out 
We'll laugh about the wheezing in our chests
Melt our heartbreak in six degrees
To the ones who helped create them