the rain falls quietly tonight,
don't you think?
do you remember the old pitter-patter of rain?
back when rain meant getting mud on our dresses
jumping in puddles
coaxing worms from their homes?
i remember
the cold made our cheeks flush and stuck to the inside of our lungs
we’d laugh and laugh, sides heaving
ah
i think the rain falls quietly tonight
Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 9:25 PM UTC
the rain falls quietly tonight,
don't you think?
do you remember the old pitter-patter of rain?
back when rain meant getting mud on our dresses
jumping in puddles
coaxing worms from their homes?
i remember
the cold made our cheeks flush and stuck to the inside of our lungs
we’d laugh and laugh, sides heaving
ah
i think the rain falls quietly tonight
i love the rain
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