Concrete Lyrics

	Reticent she returns to the streets
	Where she once floated above in hospital sheets
	Hands on the walls where small handprints still weigh
	With the burden of crimson indelible paints
	Where are the hands that once fit these young prints?
	What have they grabbed at ever since?
	Nights used to be dangerous here
	But now the mornings have exceeded her deepest fears
	Because that's when the concrete creeps in
	And perpetrates with more than the greatest sins
	And weighs down on what used to be known as the neighbourhood
	Deliberate, slow, destructive defeat
	As new corners consolidate the neighbourhood streets
	Where are the ones who she stepped with right here
	Below the bar, now a bank clad with anonymous steel?
	Where are the sounds of the children once heard?
	Replaced with new parking and yellowed-out curbs
	Now she can only afford to return
	For a doctor, an in-law, or a day in the sun
	Some still cling, if the building still stands
	Some sing liberation from felonious hands
	But most will get lost in new peripheral sprawl
	Where new handprints signify on old concrete walls
	Florescent excuses for light
	Steal all the shadows from the nights, from the nights
	Parody or progress? You just want to tear it down
	As you're standing right in the middle of the wrong side of town
	Florescent excuses for light
	Steal all the shadows from the nights, from the nights
	Parody or progress? You just want to tear it down
	As you're standing right in the middle of the wrong side of town

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