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Small Dry Morning

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[Intro] [Rain falling on umbrella fabric, crystalline arp, distant city hush] Morning rain on canvas. One small shelter overhead. Footsteps find the pavement. I leave the windowed room behind. [Verse 1] Grey water threads the avenue. My umbrella cuts a clean blue line. Puddles hold the traffic signs, Broken into silver shapes. The crosswalk counts its patient four. A bakery lifts its paper shade. Rain ticks softly on the ribs; I match my breathing to the sound. [Pre-Chorus] Wet sleeves, warm hands. Shoes darken at the seams. No need to outrun the weather, No need to explain the day. I keep the handle steady. I let the whole town pass. Under this little circle, The distance feels less hard. [Chorus] Walking through the falling rain! Umbrella open, taking all the weight! Water runs down every street, But my feet keep time beneath me! Clouds roll low, Buses move slow, Still I know which way to go! Let the rain fall, I will walk on, Carrying a small dry morning home! [Post-Chorus] Tap on the cloth, soft and plain. Blue umbrella, silver rain. One more block, Then one more turn. Warm lights wait where windows burn. [Verse 2] A cyclist rings beside the curb. A schoolchild jumps the deepest pool. Steam lifts from a noodle shop; Someone laughs behind the door. The river-colored pavement bends. My reflection walks beside my shoes. Every drop becomes a bead, Every corner opens out. [Bridge] [Drums fall away, submerged bass swell, close intimate vocal] I do not need a clearer sky. I do not need the streets to change. The umbrella is enough for now. The rain can have the rest of the day. [Final Chorus] Walking through the falling rain! Umbrella open, taking all the weight! Water runs down every street, But my feet keep time beneath me! Clouds roll low, Buses move slow, Still I know which way to go! Let the rain fall, I will walk on, Carrying a small dry morning home! [Outro] [Rain on umbrella returns, arp dissolves, distant footsteps fade] At the corner, I fold the blue. Warm air rises from the door. Rain keeps falling behind me. I keep walking, dry inside.