Verse 1
Window fogged at half past nine
Amber lamp, a dim design
Puddles holding bits of sky
Steam curls up from cups gone dry
Pen taps soft against the page
Yesterday's a fading stage
Gutters hum their quiet song
Water knows where it belongs
Pre-Chorus
So where do all the storms go
When the thunder's had its say
Maybe here, maybe slow
Maybe this is how it stays
Chorus
Calm after the storm
Notebook full of rain
Ink runs soft and warm
Washing out the strain
Every drop that fell
Settles into gray
Calm after the storm
Feels like today
Verse 2
Sneakers drying by the door
Thunder's just a memory now
Streetlight blinking three times more
Branches bowing, taking bow
Coffee ring on page thirteen
Half a thought I didn't keep
Everything the storm has seen
Folded soft, about to sleep
Pre-Chorus
So where do all the storms go
When the thunder's had its say
Maybe here, maybe slow
Maybe this is how it stays
Chorus
Calm after the storm
Notebook full of rain
Ink runs soft and warm
Washing out the strain
Every drop that fell
Settles into gray
Calm after the storm
Feels like today
Bridge
No need to write the ending down
It's already here
Petrichor and streetlight sound
Nothing left to fear
The sky forgets it ever cried
Puddles turn to glass
Nothing's rushing, nothing's tied
The quiet's built to last
Chorus
Calm after the storm
Notebook full of rain
Ink runs soft and warm
Washing out the strain
Every drop that fell
Settles into gray
Calm after the storm
Feels like today
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