Lyrics
[Soft Felt Piano Intro]
the tin roof taps its thousand tiny drums, I remember.
a stove hums a low contented tune.
[Verse 1]
mama measures the grain with her patient hand, slow and knowing.
rain writes rivers down the foggy window pane, a soft hush.
you stir the saucepan that smells of every childhood, rest and wait.
the backyard pools into a silver quiet lake, I remember.
[Pre-Chorus]
every drop that falls we count as ours, warming me through.
the scent climbs the stairs and calls us down, we won't wait, we won't wait.
[Chorus]
rain and rice at home.
mist rises soft from the simmering saucepan, steeping the air.
the window fogs a circle where you lean, dimming the grey.
rain and rice at home.
[Verse 2]
the stove sings the song of coming peace, other storms.
you draw a face in the cloud on the glass, we stay near.
my chin rests on the exact ledge of your own, calm as prayer.
the backyard pools into a silver quiet lake, rest and wait.
[Chorus]
rain and rice at home.
mist rises soft from the simmering saucepan, steeping the air.
the window fogs a circle where you lean, dimming the grey.
rain and rice at home.
[Bridge]
Oh, mama measures the grain with her patient hand, let it bloom, let it bloom.
rain writes rivers down the foggy window pane, I taste now, I taste now.
the backyard pools into a silver quiet lake — I am found, I am found.
[Chorus]
rain and rice at home.
mist rises soft from the simmering saucepan, steeping the air.
the window fogs a circle where you lean, dimming the grey.
rain and rice at home.
[Outro]
the tin roof taps its thousand tiny drums...
rain and rice at home.
[Fade Out]
[End]