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Whispers in the Rain 1 by David

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Whispers in the Rain 1

Ambient Electronic

0:002:57
Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Raindrops sketch my windows, slow and uneven,
Street corners blur in silver, soft and beaten.
The city breathes a secret that only night knows,
Pavement slick like glass, where the cold wind goes.
[Pre-Chorus]
A whispered drizzle, a pulse beneath my skin,
Fingers trace the silence where new dreams begin.
[Chorus]
Let the rain fall around me, washing not away but through,
Each drop a knot untangled, pulling strands of me and you.
In this quiet storm, I’m neither lost nor found,
Just the rhythm of rain, falling steady, falling sound.
[Verse 2]
Mirrors crack with droplets, fractured light inside,
Footsteps fading echoes, where memories collide.
That old cracked umbrella, forgotten on the street,
Tells stories soaked in longing, where hope and heartbreak meet.
[Pre-Chorus]
A whispered drizzle, a pulse beneath my skin,
Fingers trace the silence where new dreams begin.
[Chorus]
Let the rain fall around me, washing not away but through,
Each drop a knot untangled, pulling strands of me and you.
In this quiet storm, I’m neither lost nor found,
Just the rhythm of rain, falling steady, falling sound.
[Bridge]
Underneath this veil of gray, the city hums beneath the clouds,
A lullaby that's rough and real, folding shadows like wrapped shrouds.
The moment leaks into my bones, like rivers winding slow and deep,
A breath between the thunder’s drum, a pulse the sky can't keep.
[Chorus]
Let the rain fall around me, washing not away but through,
Each drop a knot untangled, pulling strands of me and you.
In this quiet storm, I’m neither lost nor found,
Just the rhythm of rain, falling steady, falling sound.
[Outro]
The world softens under water's hand,
I stand quiet, where stories slowly expand.
Rain whispers a language without a word—
A song only those who listen have heard.