Rainwashing SummerWilds
The rain came back this morning.
Like it never left.
Like summer was only something
we imagined together.
Rain erases what the sun once drew
on pavements warm with August light
Everything we kept is leaking through
the cracks of an unfinished night (mmmm)
The leaves let go without a word
the way that people slowly do
A melody I thought I heard
was just the wind
repeating you (ahhhh)
And still the rain
writes everything I never said
And still the rain
washes colour into grey
instead (ooh) (ooh)
September folds its greying hands
around the bones of what we grew
Something cold I understand
is knowing warmth
once knew me too (mmmm) (ahhhh)
And still the rain
writes everything I never said
And still the rain
washes colour into grey
instead (ooh)
It always rains like this.