Concrete

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