Raindrops tap against the window
Soft rhythms of silver and stone
Each droplet a whispered story
Blurring the edges of the world
Clouds drape themselves like old sweaters
Muting the bright and loud
Raindrops tap against the window
Soft rhythms of silver and stone
Each droplet a whispered story
Blurring the edges of the world
Clouds drape themselves like old sweaters
Muting the bright and loud