

Verse
Bicycle spokes ticking gravel and gold
Sixteen years old and the whole town on hold
Popsicle sticks stacked up under the porch
We lit up the dusk with a citronella torch
Pre-Chorus
And the thunder rolled in from the ridge
Every kid ran for the bridge
But something in me wouldn't budge
I stayed right there in the mud
Chorus
Still standing in the rain
Barefoot, laughing, calling out your name
Soaked to the bone but nothing's changed
We're still standing in the rain
Verse
Radio crackling, backseat of a truck
Windows fogged up, we're pushing our luck
Corn fields blur into a green kind of blue
Nineteen and reckless, but the sky is too
Pre-Chorus
And the thunder rolled in from the ridge
Every kid ran for the bridge
But something in me wouldn't budge
I stayed right there in the mud
Chorus
Still standing in the rain
Barefoot, laughing, calling out your name
Soaked to the bone but nothing's changed
We're still standing in the rain
Bridge
Now the fields are sold, and the porch light's gone
But I hear that thunder in every song
And some nights I swear I can taste July
Salt and rainwater, your hand in mine
Chorus
Still standing in the rain
Older now but I'd do it all again
Soaked to the bone, wearing summer like a stain
We're still standing in the rain
Still standing in the rain
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