[Intro — Spoken / Vinyl Crackle / Soft Rain Sample] Yeah… Flip the page… fourth month… Rain on the window, sun in the distance… New air… new beginnings… April… let the tape roll… [Verse 1] Cold breath fading from the early dawn air, Gray skies hanging but the light still there, Snow piles shrinking by the curbside drain, City waking up to the sound of rain. Bus stop poets with a notebook crease, Writing small dreams while they search for peace, Hoodies still out but the sleeves roll thin, Winter lost grip — spring stepping in. Puddles like mirrors on the broken street, Cloud reflections dancing with the beat, Kids throw rocks just to watch the rings, Every tiny ripple feel like big things. Old man watering plants on the stoop, Radio humming with a mellow loop, Coffee steam mixing with the breeze so slow, April mornings got a softer glow. [Hook] April on repeat — rain then shine, Clouds move heavy but the sun still climb, Every gray day got a spark inside, New life growing where the cold once lied. April on repeat — feel that change, Warm wind blowing through a world rearranged, Every drop falling like a drum so deep, Springtime rhythm got my soul on beat. [Verse 2] Umbrellas flipping when the gusts get loud, Laughing with strangers in a passing crowd, Skate wheels rolling where the ice once stayed, Sidewalk stories in the sun and shade. Cherry petals floating like a slow ballet, Landing on a boombox while the DJs play, Tape deck spinning with a dusty hiss, Every snare hit feel like April’s kiss. Couples on benches sharing cheap takeout, Talking ‘bout dreams and a new route out, Street vendors setting up colorful stands, Rainbows reflecting off aluminum pans. Windbreaker jackets with the neon trim, Head nod heavy to a jazzy hymn, Warmth creeping through the concrete maze, Every step syncing with the sunny phase. [Hook] April on repeat — rain then shine, Clouds move heavy but the sun still climb, Every gray day got a spark inside, New life growing where the cold once lied. April on repeat — feel that change, Warm wind blowing through a world rearranged, Every drop falling like a drum so deep, Springtime rhythm got my soul on beat. [Bridge — Spoken / Filtered Sample] Rain on Monday… sun on Tuesday… Storms pass quick but the colors stay… New leaves… new roads… new sounds… April turning life around… [Verse 3] Afternoon showers tapping on the train, Rhythmic pattern like a boom-bap chain, Headphones on while the skyline blur, Every passing second feel like a slur. Teenagers laughing on the basketball court, Wind carrying echoes like a news report, Old graffiti washed but the colors remain, Fresh paint shining through the rain. Open windows let the night air in, Cool breeze dancing with a quiet grin, Streetlights glowing in a silver haze, April nights got a dreamy phase. Friends on rooftops watching clouds drift slow, Talking ‘bout places that they wanna go, City heartbeat with a hopeful sound, Life feels lighter when spring comes around. [Hook — Extended] April on repeat — rain then shine, Clouds move heavy but the sun still climb, Every gray day got a spark inside, New life growing where the cold once lied. April on repeat — feel that change, Warm wind blowing through a world rearranged, Every drop falling like a drum so deep, Springtime rhythm got my soul on beat. April on repeat — don’t let go, Every flower bloom in a steady flow, From the dark soil to the open sky, New beginnings every time we try. [Verse 4 — Outro Verse] Calendar page turning soft and clean, Thirty days painted in shades of green, Thunder rolling like a distant drum, Promise of summer slowly to come. Polaroid snapshots of a passing storm, Kids in puddles with their sneakers worn, Birdsong mixing with a passing car, Every small moment feel like a star. Lessons in change from the shifting air, Learning to grow even when life’s unfair, April whispers, “Let the past release,” Rain washes heavy but it brings you peace. [Outro — Spoken / Beat Fades] Needle lift… rain stops… Sun breaks through the clouds… Another April… another chance… Keep the rhythm… keep the growth… See you next spring…
