[Style: Midnight Bossa Nova, Lo-Fi Lounge, Warm Nylon Guitar, Soulful Female Vocal, Vinyl Crackle, Brushed Drums, Upright Bass, Smoky Cantina Atmosphere, Melancholic, Intimate, Slow Tempo] [Verse] There's no thunder, no lightning strikes Just a slow dripping on the rooftop pipes The neon dances across the pane Keeping time with the slow rain The city whispers down below Where lost hearts wander and lost winds blow I watch the shadows stretch and wane Along with the slow rain [Pre-Chorus] And if the sky was crying It wouldn't care about tears that are drying It wouldn't stop to explain Not even the slow rain [Chorus] Slow pain, I shall refrain From the sorrow of the slow rain Every memory calls my name Then disappears with the slow rain No answers come, no trains arrive Just another midnight to survive And all that remains Is the slow rain [Verse] Coffee cooling beside my hand Like promises written in disappearing sand The night grows old, the room grows plain Only the slow rain remains Your chair is empty by the door Like it was a hundred nights before The silence softly wears my name Together with the slow rain [Pre-Chorus] And if the sky was crying It wouldn't care about tears that are drying The clouds don't feel the same As those beneath the slow rain [Chorus] Slow pain, I shall refrain From the sorrow of the slow rain Every memory calls my name Then disappears with the slow rain No answers come, no trains arrive Just another midnight to survive And all that remains Is the slow rain [Bridge] Drip by drip the night grows deeper Shadow by shadow the darkness keeps her Somewhere beyond these windowpanes A lonely moon hides from the rain I could chase tomorrow's light Or hold on to another night But neither joy nor heartache stays Much longer than the rain The streetlamp paints the sidewalk gold While stories fade and dreams grow old Every drop knows where it's been And where it's going once again [Chorus] Slow pain, I shall refrain From the sorrow of the slow rain What is lost will come again Or wash away with the slow rain The rooftops sing their soft refrain The streets shine silver in its name And when dawn finally explains I'll thank the slow rain [Outro] No thunder... No lightning... Just a slow dripping on the rooftop pipes... And the slow rain... Slow rain... Slow pain... I shall refrain...
