Lyrics
[Drop] [Double bass mayhem, blast beat] [Melancholic lead] [Intro] Let it RAIN! - [Verse 1] The city kept moving beneath the overpass Delivery bikes waiting under pharmacy lights Someone smoking beside a shuttered kiosk Blue laundry hanging motionless nine floors above the traffic Apartment windows waking unevenly across unfinished concrete A man crossed the street carrying flowers carefully enough to make them look expensive Further down the rail line a train folded itself into rain For once nothing inside me tried to follow it [Pre-Chorus] Just the sound of tires passing through water below And somewhere a television laughing through thin walls [Chorus] We learned each other We learned each other badly here From fluorescent kitchens From conversations that kept lowering their voices halfway through From watching exhausted people pretend not to notice one another Every evening the windows fill again Like nobody was warned about us [Instrumental] [Verse 2] I remember how quickly rooms could reorganize themselves One wrong tone and suddenly everyone sat differently Someone joking too hard Someone apologizing too fast Someone staring at their drink like it contained instructions I got good at noticing those things Too good There are parts of me that still trust tension more than kindness I’m not proud of that [Lead / Instrumental Build] Rain breaking prism across the pavement A siren somewhere near the river Steam rising from subway grates Traffic still moving below the fog The whole city breathing through machinery [Chorus] We learned each other We learned each other badly here From fluorescent kitchens From conversations that kept lowering their voices halfway through From watching exhausted people pretend not to notice one another Every evening the windows fill again Like nobody was warned about us [Final Chorus] But the night stretches farther now than it used to ...some things finally remain simple Music through open windows Someone laughing on a balcony A couple arguing softly outside a closed restaurant The last train leaving without urgency I don’t mistake these moments for getting well Only proof that people continue carrying each other through ordinary evenings even now...