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Rain on the Window Glass
Lyricist：Beau Rainer
Composer：Beau Rainer
Producer：Beau Rainer
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Cup on the table
Steam drawing ghosts in the glass
Street lamps blur into watercolor
As the cars slide past
Old wool sweater
Frayed at the left hand cuff
Radio low in the corner
Talking about giving up
But the rain on the window glass
Keeps stitching the dark in lines
Little silver threads
Running through this heavy night
If the sky can fall like this
And still soften when it lands
Maybe my tired heart
Can learn to open its hands
Bills in a basket
Names I keep meaning to call
A plant I forgot in the kitchen
Still leaning toward it all
I am humming a promise
I am almost afraid to say
That maybe the quiet breaking
Is how we start again
Cause the rain on the window glass
Keeps stitching the dark in lines
Little silver threads
Running through this heavy night
If the sky can fall like this
And still soften when it lands
Maybe my tired heart
Can learn to open its hands
I do not need a miracle
Just a slow
Forgiven breath
A kettle sighing on the stove
Your footsteps on the steps
While the rain on the window glass
Keeps stitching the dark in lines
Little silver threads
Running through this heavy night
If the sky can fall like this
And still soften when it lands
Maybe this worn out life
Can learn to open its hands
