Concrete Boxes

Concrete boxes and toxic skies
An information super-high
Crowded people along for the ride
No direction, stolen lives
People scatter folding paper
Waiting for their token waiver
Ambition lost to scaling labour
Imagining invented saviour

I don't think anyone's got a brain in their head!

These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you
These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you

There's no idols any more
Justified lies in lazy law
Nobody held in awe
A technological overhaul
There's no leader in the light
To capture public eye
There's no captain of the flight
Remembered for the right

I don't think anyone's got a brain in their head!

These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you
These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you

There's seven years of concrete boxes in all I want to do
There's seven years of concrete boxes in all I want to do
These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you
These seven years of concrete boxes have made me numb to you



Credits
Writer(s): Allan James Dawson
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