Waikoshing - Weather Boy Lyrics

A Boy is standing close to the houses
Umbrella's are dancing against the street lights
Footsteps are moving the sidewalk
Rafts are drifting out of his sight

Outside it's freezing cold

The night shows the ghost of the city
Shrouded in a coat of richess and greed
Blind by-an-out cold incentive
Glasses staring through a window of tears

Outside it's freezing cold