I'm looking at a wet Christmas
Not like the ones we used to know
When the globe is warming
There'll be no snow forming
Just a winter mix to make the traffic slow
I'm looking at a wet Christmas
Not like the ones we used to know
Now the climate's changing
It's re-arranging
The jet stream, and what happens down below
I'm looking at a wet Christmas
Without a flake of snow in sight
May you enjoy December
As you remember
When all your Christmases were white.
title lyric improved by Harena Atria
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Solo vocal by me, about a year pre-transition.
(This gives a whole new meaning to the audio-engineering phrase "wet mix".)
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