© Copyright 2026 - Peter PHIR! Wet road shining You by the rail Bass in my jacket Cold in the air Rain on your shoulder Streetlight in blue My hands go quiet My chest runs to you Don’t say nothing I read your face Whole block moving We stay in place The night keeps falling Still I stay near Real feels louder When you are here Slow that look down Don’t let it break World too noisy This one I take Rain on my skin I don’t fade Rain on my skin I don’t fade Stay when it hits Don’t look away Rain on my skin I don’t fade Now it’s a crowd light Phones in the rain Everybody watching Trying to name Rain ain’t water now Rain is that weight Comments and cold stares Dropped at the gate Funny how “privacy” trends when the room want a show I slip through the click-bait, quick-flash, slick-chat, wrist-tap / big-cap spin back, skin-crack pressure that drip-drips then I breathe then I stand then I look your way Rain on the inside Still I stay warm You touch my shoulder I step out the storm Cut the lights down Leave me the shape I know the pulse now I don’t break Rain on my skin I don’t fade Rain on my skin I don’t fade Hold to the beat Don’t look away Rain on my skin I don’t fade Before this night Before your name I learned to smile And hide the strain Back when I trembled Under that noise Rain found my window Rain gave me voice Not just weather Not just pain What used to drown me Now speaks my name Rain on my skin I don’t fade Rain on my skin I don’t fade Let it fall on us Till the whole crowd wakes Rain on my skin I don’t fade Rain on my skin We don’t fade © Copyright 2026 - Peter PHIR!
