Thea Gilmore - Concrete lyrics
[Thea Gilmore - Concrete lyrics]
November in a rainstorm
The truest truth I ever heard
The sound of babies crying in a hospital ward
Oh, like a bed of rushes
They spread love out on the concrete floor
Names, and dates
And faces I really can't remember anymore
We could hardly tell the difference
Between one year and another
Sun like pouring whiskey
Snow like shedding skins of lovers
And I grew up with magic
Free and wild as bindweed
Pushing for the boundary
Pushing through the edges of the concrete
I'm the girl that bought a
Round-trip cross the Rubicon
And I'm not sure that even I
Know where I'm coming from
Sentimental tango when I was just fourteen
I could hear Astaire and Rogers tap
Their way across the screen
Oh, bullied and belittled
Until the sun set in the concrete
I wore my sister's black skirt
All dressed up for Halloween
We could hardly tell the difference between
The shouting and the quiet
It was the path of least resistance
To stage my own private riot
And the walls tumbled like Babel
Down around my feet
Rhyme came in deliverance rising through
The wreckage and the concrete
I'm the girl that bought a
Round-trip cross the Rubicon
I'm not sure that even I
Know where I'm coming from
For a girl who loves her words, yeah
She loves her silence more
Found a better example of what
Hearts and tongues are for
There is truth in your arms, love
There is truth in this song
There is truth in the concrete and the
Nails that our lives are built upon
The truest truth I ever heard
The sound of babies crying in a hospital ward
Oh, like a bed of rushes
They spread love out on the concrete floor
Names, and dates
And faces I really can't remember anymore
We could hardly tell the difference
Between one year and another
Sun like pouring whiskey
Snow like shedding skins of lovers
And I grew up with magic
Free and wild as bindweed
Pushing for the boundary
Pushing through the edges of the concrete
I'm the girl that bought a
Round-trip cross the Rubicon
And I'm not sure that even I
Know where I'm coming from
Sentimental tango when I was just fourteen
I could hear Astaire and Rogers tap
Their way across the screen
Oh, bullied and belittled
Until the sun set in the concrete
I wore my sister's black skirt
All dressed up for Halloween
We could hardly tell the difference between
The shouting and the quiet
It was the path of least resistance
To stage my own private riot
And the walls tumbled like Babel
Down around my feet
Rhyme came in deliverance rising through
The wreckage and the concrete
I'm the girl that bought a
Round-trip cross the Rubicon
I'm not sure that even I
Know where I'm coming from
For a girl who loves her words, yeah
She loves her silence more
Found a better example of what
Hearts and tongues are for
There is truth in your arms, love
There is truth in this song
There is truth in the concrete and the
Nails that our lives are built upon