A Downside To The Upstairs

It was a fine idea in autumn

On the palest afternoons

Parallelograms of sunshine fell across the room



I woke up and it was winter

With the rain across the roofs

And the weather turned me into a bit of a recluse

If I needed an excuse



That mistake was mine to make, I know

Even so

Seasons come and seasons go



I threw open both the windows

With the coming of the spring

There were weeks I didn't want for anything



I guess I should have seen it coming

But summer caught me unawares

I found out there was a downside to the upstairs



That mistake was mine to make, I know

Even so

Seasons come and seasons go



Oh! the humidity

Oh! the stupidity