You are the roots beneath me

The branches stretched above my head

But I don’t get enough energy

Because I’m buried within the concrete of the city

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The rain feels good upon my shoulders

And when it is running down my back

But the water goes nowhere, evaporates

Because I’m stuck here in the concrete of the city

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There’s nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide

When among these glass statues you reside

And the sun comes crashing down upon you

You wither among all the saints

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I wish I were somewhere else

Anywhere but here would be fine with me

But I’m stuck here for a long long time (x3 or 4)

God bless the concrete

God bless the concrete

God bless the concrete

Of the city

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© J. Bernhard

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