[00:00.419]
[00:00.736]May opens soft, with a quiet bloom,
[00:03.496]New green leaning toward the window light.
[00:06.440]Like all the dreams you’ve kept inside,
[00:09.801]Waiting for a moment to rise into sight.
[00:12.453]But before the summer can arrive,
[00:15.349]There’s a rainy month we all must survive.
[00:19.957]
[00:21.510]Morning rain keeps falling down,
[00:24.162]Shoes soaked through again.
[00:27.020]You say it’s nothing serious,
[00:28.888]But your heart drifts in the wind.
[00:32.267]Your to-do list keeps on growing,
[00:35.063]But you just need to breathe—
[00:37.692]Searching in the half-light
[00:40.033]For a place your mind can leave.
[00:43.063]
[00:43.820]Oh, June… this long and echoing tunnel,
[00:47.396]You know there’s light, just can’t see it from here.
[00:50.312]Inside your chest, the storm is rising subtle—
[00:53.148]A restless sea of doubt and fear.
[00:55.388]But still, you keep on moving,
[00:57.865]Guarding that small and stubborn beat.
[01:00.654]Through every endless day of soaking rain,
[01:04.257]You earn the summer’s heat.
[01:06.287]And even when the sky turns gray—
[01:09.167]It’s okay.
[01:11.386]
[01:15.987]Streetlights hum above your steps,
[01:19.329]Raindrops tapping out your pace.
[01:22.037]Even damp socks make you quiet,
[01:24.095]But you still show up to every place.
[01:26.655]The world outside seems steady, calm,
[01:29.592]Yet your waves refuse to rest.
[01:31.334]
[01:32.960]All the words you never said,
[01:34.395]All the sighs you hid at night—
[01:35.690]They gather in this month of rain,
[01:37.027]Pushing you toward the light.
[01:38.486]Some people turn and walk away,
[01:39.841]Some keep holding to their lane.
[01:41.336]In the heavy air of a June storm,
[01:42.918]You hear your own name.
[01:46.641]
[01:47.001]Oh, June… this long and echoing tunnel,
[01:50.306]You know there’s light, just can’t see it from here.
[01:53.021]Inside your chest, the storm is rising subtle—
[01:56.026]A restless sea of doubt and fear.
[01:58.170]But still, you keep on moving,
[02:00.607]Holding tight to that steady beat.
[02:03.652]Crossing all the days of dripping rain,
[02:06.794]You walk toward summer’s heat.
[02:09.230]And even when the sky stays gray—
[02:11.422]It’s okay.
[02:13.025]
[02:13.492]One morning, maybe suddenly,
[02:16.130]The air will turn clear blue,
[02:18.912]You’ll find you’ve grown much braver
[02:21.627]Than the version you once knew.
[02:24.065]You’ll lift your face and realize
[02:26.837]The sky has finally broken through—
[02:29.706]Every heavy June you carried
[02:32.114]Led you right here too.
[02:35.024]
[02:35.636]Oh, June… a quiet test you never asked for,
[02:38.910]You walked through shadows just to learn to stand.
[02:41.923]All the tiny, unseen moments you fought for
[02:44.620]Are glowing now inside your hands.
[02:46.765]And looking back, you’ll notice
[02:49.190]You’ve been running toward the light all the way.
[02:51.963]Through the longest tides of rain and gray,
[02:55.478]You earned your summer day.
[02:57.753]So even when the world feels gray—
[03:00.567]It’s okay.

May opens soft, with a quiet bloom,
New green leaning toward the window light.
Like all the dreams you’ve kept inside,
Waiting for a moment to rise into sight.
But before the summer can arrive,
There’s a rainy month we all must survive.
Morning rain keeps falling down,
Shoes soaked through again.
You say it’s nothing serious,
But your heart drifts in the wind.
Your to-do list keeps on growing,
But you just need to breathe—
Searching in the half-light
For a place your mind can leave.
Oh, June… this long and echoing tunnel,
You know there’s light, just can’t see it from here.
Inside your chest, the storm is rising subtle—
A restless sea of doubt and fear.
But still, you keep on moving,
Guarding that small and stubborn beat.
Through every endless day of soaking rain,
You earn the summer’s heat.
And even when the sky turns gray—
It’s okay.
Streetlights hum above your steps,
Raindrops tapping out your pace.
Even damp socks make you quiet,
But you still show up to every place.
The world outside seems steady, calm,
Yet your waves refuse to rest.
All the words you never said,
All the sighs you hid at night—
They gather in this month of rain,
Pushing you toward the light.
Some people turn and walk away,
Some keep holding to their lane.
In the heavy air of a June storm,
You hear your own name.
Oh, June… this long and echoing tunnel,
You know there’s light, just can’t see it from here.
Inside your chest, the storm is rising subtle—
A restless sea of doubt and fear.
But still, you keep on moving,
Holding tight to that steady beat.
Crossing all the days of dripping rain,
You walk toward summer’s heat.
And even when the sky stays gray—
It’s okay.
One morning, maybe suddenly,
The air will turn clear blue,
You’ll find you’ve grown much braver
Than the version you once knew.
You’ll lift your face and realize
The sky has finally broken through—
Every heavy June you carried
Led you right here too.
Oh, June… a quiet test you never asked for,
You walked through shadows just to learn to stand.
All the tiny, unseen moments you fought for
Are glowing now inside your hands.
And looking back, you’ll notice
You’ve been running toward the light all the way.
Through the longest tides of rain and gray,
You earned your summer day.
So even when the world feels gray—
It’s okay.