Petrichor (made with Suno)

[Verse 1]
Gray clouds recede into soft, dove-colored skies,
Their lingering tears glisten on the silent street.
I step outside, my heart still heavy with goodbyes,
Then catch a scent rising gently from the dampened concrete.
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s subtle, like a secret whispered beneath old oaks,
The quiet perfume that brings distant days into focus.
[Chorus]
Petrichor: the earth exhaling after gentle rain,
A memory unlocked, releasing quiet pain.
It tastes of summers long gone, of muddy boots and laughter’s core,
I breathe it in, become a child again-just once more.
[Verse 2]
I remember those yellow fields behind my childhood home,
The stubborn weeds, the wildflowers we never named.
Rain would fall, and we’d run barefoot, free to roam,
A scent would rise like music, now grown faint and tamed.
[Pre-Chorus]
In that aroma’s subtle grace, the distance collapses,
Time gathers in a droplet, then slowly passes.
[Chorus]
Petrichor: a gentle nudge, a whispered souvenir,
A bridge to distant voices I still hold dear.
It hums of old backroads, the rusted swing on our old porch floor,
I close my eyes and taste that hope again-just once more.
[Bridge]
Inhaling what the rain reveals, I sense your hand in mine,
The scent drips through my memory, dissolving old confines.
It gives a voice to silence, it lets old stories bloom,
A promise in the dampened earth that love may still resume.
[Chorus - Reprise]
Petrichor: the lullaby that nature softly sings,
Washing sorrow from the soul in quiet offerings.
It’s morning’s second chance, the scent of “what was” and “what’s in store,”
I breathe it in, become whole again-just once more.
[Outro]
As the clouds fade behind the distant hill’s green line,
I hold the fragrance close, make peace with passing time.
In petrichor’s embrace, long-lost words are restored,
I linger in its promise, renewed, forevermore.