

Verse
Puddles catch the streetlights, mirror on the ground
Torn ticket stub still in my pocket, last night's sound
Umbrella broke an hour ago, left it in the bin
Something 'bout the storm clearing made me feel like starting again
Pre-Chorus
So shake it off my shoulders
Every gray November
Can you hear that bassline calling?
I won't wait till morning
Chorus
We're dancing after the rain
Barefoot on the pavement, washing off the pain
Neon in the puddles, spinning off the strain
Tonight I'm free, and we're dancing after the rain
Verse
Six months of gray Tuesdays, boxes taped and stacked
Traded my umbrella for a jacket I won't take back
The clouds broke over Fifth Street, gold poured through the seams
Turns out all that thunder was just clearing space for me
Pre-Chorus
So shake it off my shoulders
Every gray November
Can you hear that bassline calling?
I won't wait till morning
Chorus
We're dancing after the rain
Barefoot on the pavement, washing off the pain
Neon in the puddles, spinning off the strain
Tonight I'm free, and we're dancing after the rain
Bridge
Maybe I needed the flood
To wash out the noise, to slow down my blood
Every storm cloud was teaching me how
To stand in the wreckage and bow
Chorus
We're dancing after the rain
Barefoot on the pavement, washing off the pain
Neon in the puddles, spinning off the strain
Tonight I'm free, and we're dancing after the rain
Tonight I'm free, dancing after the rain
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