When it rains so much
But so little of it drains
And specks and spots
Line the window panes
The brightest blue sky
Is consumed by grey
And the streets of the city
Become Manhattan Bay
When it rains so much
But so little of it drains
And specks and spots
Line the window panes
The brightest blue sky
Is consumed by grey
And the streets of the city
Become Manhattan Bay
Simple observations. Short, succinct yet captivating nonetheless.