Skies of grey from September to May
It rains all winter here
When it's cold it freezes
Ice storms and breezes
Chill your sodden corpse
Humidity so high
damp cold equals soggy bones
I miss the high desert
Snow that was pleasant
Dry air throughout the year
But I'm here for a reason
Regardless of season
So I can't shed a tear
Now that I'm here not there ... I'
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