[Intro, almost whispered, sparse prepared piano notes fall like small rain, long breaths between lines] Rain on the blue morning Soft as a hand on glass I stand where the light gathers And let the quiet pass [Verse 1, restrained and close, the vocal follows breath rather than rhythm, no lift] The sky should be gray But it opens in blue Every drop comes down slowly Like it knows what to do Nothing asks me to hurry Nothing calls me away The window holds the water The room holds the day [Verse 2, same restraint, slightly warmer, small harmony only at phrase endings] Light folds around my shoulders Not bright, not far Just enough to remember I am already here There is rain in the sunlight There is calm in the sound A gentle contradiction Keeping both feet on the ground [Bridge, instruments thin out, voice very near, prepared piano and room tone only] If this is the weather Then let it stay kind Blue over the rooftops Rain in a straight line I do not need an answer I do not need a sign The light is not explaining It is simply beside me [Outro, gentle resolution, no dramatic lift, full stop ending] Rain on the blue morning Light at the edge of my hands I breathe without proving I stay where I stand The sky keeps its blue The rain keeps its name I am held for a moment And nothing has to change
