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[Verse 1]
The rain keeps knocking hard
On my tin roof heart
I turn the lamp down low
So nobody sees me start
I dry my face on my sleeve
Like it never broke
Smile when they ask me how
Like I’m built from smoke
[Pre-Chorus]
But the room gets loud
When the sky caves in
Every hidden hurt
Wants to breathe again
[Chorus]
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
I wash my face
And I call it pain
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
You don’t see a thing
When I break that same way
[Verse 2]
I laugh at the corner store
With my back half-turned
Got a storm in my chest
And a lesson learned
Mama says hold it in
Boys don’t fold
But I feel that thunder
In my bones so cold
[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep my chin up
Like a worn-out mask
If you look too close
You might see me crack
[Chorus]
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
I wash my face
And I call it pain
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
You don’t see a thing
When I break that same way
[Bridge]
[Whistle]
If I stand in the dark
Maybe grief won’t talk
[Harmonica]
Maybe time can pass
Like a slow rainwalk
But the thunder knows
What I won’t say
It drips through my fists
Every single day
[Chorus]
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
I wash my face
And I call it pain
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
You don’t see a thing
When I break that same way
[Outro]
Let it fall
Let it pour
I been hurt
And I want no more
Puddles in the rain
Puddles in the rain
Details
GeneratedAug 1, 2026
Duration4:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues-soul funk-rock with a laid-back swung pocket and gritty backbeat, anchored by baritone guitar, tremolo keys, harmonica, saxophone, whistle accents, and a solo fiddle; verse rides tight bass and muted drums, pre-chorus opens with handclaps and rising organ, chorus hits with stacked gang vocals and horn punches, bridge strips to voice, harmonica, and fiddle before a final sax solo. Close-mic male vocals with raspy doubles, short delay throws on key lines, handclap lifts, thunder roll transitions, and a warm analog mix with smoky punch., rock, soul, funk, blues, saxophone
Credits
Prompt by
Dean_Kruger
Dean_KrugerModelAria v5.5
Prompt
blues, soul, funk, rock saxophone harmonica soul whistle and solo fiddle titled “Puddles In The Rain” about crying in the dark during a thunderstorm hiding the pain from everyone he knows his struggle
