Concrete
Navigating Life's Concrete Realities
Lyrics
You crashed through the blue
You forcefully entered or broke through the sky.
Street lamp flash, blew it's fuse
The street lamp flashed, and its fuse blew out.
Lights out at The Woodbine tonight
There's darkness at The Woodbine tonight.
Dabs his fag out in his porkpie and sighs
A person extinguishes their cigarette in their porkpie hat and sighs.
Old mate hung him out to dry, not for the first time
An old friend betrayed him, leaving him exposed, not for the first time.
And he's terrified, of being left behind
He is afraid of being abandoned.
But still scared to dive, into the rest of time
Despite the fear, he is hesitant to embrace the future.
Are you terrified of being left behind
Questioning if he fears being left behind.
But still scared to dive, into the rest of time?
Despite the fear, he remains reluctant to step into the unknown.
The bottom of his jar is his magnified glass
The bottom of his alcohol container serves as a lens to magnify his perspective.
He oversees the bomb scare scene from afar
He observes a bomb scare scene from a distance.
At the back of the bar, by the ciggie machine
Positioned at the rear of the bar, near the cigarette machine.
That's been empty since '03
The cigarette machine has been empty since '03.
The night bites as he leaves
The night is cold as he departs.
That lamps back on but blurry
The lamp is working again but with a blurred vision.
The same concrete under his feet
He walks on the same concrete beneath his feet.
The same concrete underneath his feet all week
The unchanging concrete under his feet throughout the week.
He's got a face on, storms to the station
He wears a displeased expression and heads towards the station.
Murder's behind doors
Murderous intentions lurk behind closed doors.
Having a breather, he'll never leave her
Taking a break, he believes she will never leave him, but certainty is questionable.
Thinks she won't either but he shouldn't be so sure
He shouldn't be overly confident about her loyalty.
The same three streets he walks
He walks the same three streets.
The same concrete under his feet
Repetition of the unchanging concrete under his feet.
The same concrete underneath his feet all week
Repetition of the unchanging concrete underneath his feet throughout the week.
The same concrete under his feet
Repetition of the unchanging concrete under his feet.
The same concrete underneath his feet all week
Repetition of the unchanging concrete underneath his feet throughout the week.
The same concrete under his feet
Repetition of the unchanging concrete under his feet.
The same concrete underneath his feet
Repetition of the unchanging concrete underneath his feet throughout the week.
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