Our roots are stronger than you know Up through the concrete we will grow What little time we spent A penny on the floor Is it all mine? I have an engine made of gold Something so beautiful The world will never know You lost your mind

Lord, take me and mine before that comes And, Lord, I can't make any changes All I can do is write 'em in a song 'Cause I can see the concrete slowly creepin' Yes but I can see the concrete slowly creepin' Well, this life that I've live has took me

Kiss my blues goodbye Breathe until I Soar outside my crazy nights And live the riviera life Thank you for today I'm sure that by Candlelight, I'll be alright I'm really tired of my concrete jungle

Plastic bag in the sea Mysterious form, soul in the dark Under this heavy sealing concrete waves Followed by servants, funeral cortège This pale ghost is gathering his strength Ghost, pale, the procession is crawling Plastic form dead things, it is now

Raise our voices up, lay our flowers down Only love can lift us now We find our common thread Over tear-stained ground People come and gather round Oh, lay 'em down Candle wax, like a river on the concrete Fears will fly if you let them Patterned-leather

I was a heavy heart to carry I'm so heavy, heavy My love has concrete feet My love's an iron ball Wrapped around your ankles Over the waterfall Heavy in your arms (I'm so) Heavy, heavy, I'm so heavy in your arms My beloved was weighed down

(must be somewhere for me) No sun will shine in my day today (no sun will shine) The high yellow moon won't come out to play (that high yellow moon won't come out to play) I said (darkness) darkness has covered my light, (and the stage) And the stage my

That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head The only way I’m leavin’ is dead Oh, my eyes are seein’ red Double vision from the blood we’ve shed They don’t know, where we’ve been We got that concrete street skin Oh, our flag is tattered But it

There's nothing to lose There's nothing to gain When no one knows your name But the days don't seem to change My notebook will explain And I can't fight the pain Need more friends with wings All the angels I know Put concrete in my veins

Thoughts arrive like butterflies Someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Oh whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeah Oh feelin'