It’s Monday again, the sky breaks low,
June slips in with a quiet glow.
Bare feet cold on the wooden grain,
Steam from my cup, soft in the rain.

No rush in my chest, no rules tonight,
Just me and the room and the fading light.
The window’s open, the rhythm slow,
And the raindrops tap like they used to know.

Eyes closed, I feel it rise —
The pulse beneath these cloudy skies.
A breath, a breeze, a silent pull…
And every beat feels beautiful.

🌧️ Dab… dab… dab… dabdabdabdabdab…
Rain hits soft, like the words we never had.
I sway alone where the echoes start,
Each drop a sound straight through my heart.

🪟 Move me slow, don’t let me fall,
Let the night just say it all.
Dabdabdab… it used to be,
You, the rain — and the quiet in me.

Streetlight flickers on the windowpane,
Like little ghosts whispering your name.
I twist, I shift, but don’t escape —
The storm outside fits my shape.

Skin’s still warm from yesterday,
But nothing you said ever chose to stay.
No pings, no calls, just this low-lit sound,
And a heart that spins but won’t slow down.

I let the silence talk for me,
Wrapped in synths and memory…

🌧️ Dab… dab… dab… dabdabdabdabdab…
Beats fall soft like a love gone bad.
Still I dance in a room half bare,
Wishing your hands were really there.

🪟 Barefoot steps, no shame, no sound,
Just echoes swirling all around.
Dabdabdab… it used to be,
The rain, the beat — and what we’d never say completely.

Dab… dab… dab…
(Whispered: "Are you still here… or just delay?")
Dabdabdab…
(Fade into reverb tail, no final chord.)

Dab Dab Dab (Pop Version)

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Dab Dab Dab (Pop Version)

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