[Intro] Grey above me… Something’s changing… [Verse 1] Sitting in the rain with the water on my skin Watching every drop wash the world I’ve been in Clouds are hanging low and the air is cool and still Then a single beam of light begins to spill Sunlight cuts the grey like a quiet golden blade Suddenly the sky is painted back from shade Colours form a curve that is soft and wide Arching over hills where the deepest green resides [Chorus] Rainbow in the rain, glistening and new Hiding that elusive pot of gold from view They call it life perfection, the dream that never ends The flawless kind of living that everyone pretends Maybe this is a sign, maybe this is a vision Maybe just a metaphor I’m starting to believe in Beautiful and fleeting, rising through the grey Maybe something real is on its way [Verse 2] Colours start to deepen, every shade begins to glow Then another arc appears above the first one slow Double rainbow breathing in the broken light Making every moment feel a little more alive Green hills softly glowing underneath the painted sky I forget the weight of every reason why Rain is still falling but it doesn’t feel the same Everything is softer underneath this frame [Chorus] Rainbow in the rain, glistening and new Hiding that elusive pot of gold from view They call it life perfection, the dream that never ends The flawless kind of living that everyone pretends Maybe this is a sign, maybe this is a vision Maybe just a metaphor I’m starting to believe in Beautiful and fleeting, rising through the grey Maybe something real is on its way [Bridge] I’ve been chasing perfect Like a treasure in the mist Thinking once I find it I’ll finally feel complete But the gold was never waiting At the ending of the arc It’s the light that breaks the grey That softens up the dark [Final Chorus] Double rainbow shining, arching through the blue Hiding every answer that I thought I knew Maybe perfect isn’t golden, maybe perfect isn’t real Maybe all the beauty’s in the way the colours feel Maybe this is a sign, maybe this is a vision Maybe just a metaphor I’m starting to believe in Beautiful and fleeting, rising through the grey I think something real is on its way [Outro] Maybe the gold was never the point… Maybe the light is enough…
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