Текст песни
Left my plans in the hamper
Tickets tangled in a sleeve
Red sock bleeding on my white shirt
Guess that’s just this week and me
Coffee stain on my collar
Phone screen cracked, still buzzing strong
Quarter short at the washer
Laughing while it all goes wrong hey
I’m just doing laundry in the rain
Spinning out the mess I made
Dripping on this sidewalk, singing anyway
If it all comes out the same
Colors running with my shame
I’ll hang it on the line and call it
Laundry in the rain
Strangers talking in cycles
Fold and flip and then repeat
Old rock song from the dryer
Humming through the rusty heat
You walked in with your canvas bag
Raindrops sliding from your hair
You said, These days feel like rinse mode
I said, Yeah, but we’re still here
We’re just doing laundry in the rain
Spinning out the mess we made
Dripping on this sidewalk, singing anyway
If it all comes out the same
Colors running with our shame
We’ll hang it on the line and call it
Laundry in the rain
Maybe life’s a crowded basket
Missing socks and fraying seams
But side by side on plastic chairs
We’re threading through these quiet dreams
Still just doing laundry in the rain
Spinning out the mess we made
Dripping on this sidewalk, singing anyway
If it all comes out the same
Colors running with our shame
We’ll hang it on the line and call it
Laundry in the rain
