[Intro — intimate] Red weather Coming through Everything louder Nothing quite new [Verse 1] There are mornings when the edges Suddenly grow teeth Every little unfinished feeling Rises underneath A sentence from last Tuesday Comes knocking at the door Something that was barely whispering Is whispering no more The skin feels close The room feels small The heart remembers Every bruise and fall [Pre-Chorus] Maybe the tide has changed the scale Maybe the colour’s running bright That doesn’t make the feeling false It doesn’t make it right [Chorus] It wasn’t all true But it wasn’t nothing Red weather moving through Keep the message Lose the prophecy Let the sky come back to blue The feeling can be real Without becoming fate Red weather Red weather Wait [Verse 2] Suddenly the dishes Have a complicated past A half-finished conversation Has found its voice at last The jeans are now offensive The mirror joins the fight And somebody breathing loudly Has committed crimes tonight [Small pause] Allegedly. [Pre-Chorus] The moon did not invent the ache The tide did not create it Sometimes they just turn up the volume So somebody can finally name it [Chorus] It wasn’t all true But it wasn’t nothing Red weather moving through Keep the message Lose the prophecy Let the sky come back to blue The feeling can be real Without becoming fate Red weather Red weather Wait [Verse 3] Maybe underneath the thunder There is something worth a look A boundary getting restless An old chapter in the book Maybe something needs attention Maybe something needs a meal Maybe nothing needs deciding Just because it feels this real No shame for getting stormy No worship of the storm A body can have weather And still come back to form [Bridge — stripped back] Feel it Don’t crown it Hear it Don’t obey it Nothing has to be dismissed Nothing has to rule Keep what still feels true tomorrow Let the rest move through [Build] Red is not forever Red is not the end What feels like truth at midnight Can soften with the light [Final Chorus] It wasn’t all true But it wasn’t nothing Red weather moving through Keep the message Lose the prophecy Let tomorrow have a view The feeling can be sacred Without becoming fate Red weather Red weather Wait [Outro] Red weather Passing through Let the weather move Keep what’s true
