Concrete

One night I climbed to the tallest mountainside

Me and my blood rise, my brothers flanking my safe sides

Was it Moon rays, or was it the feeling we all craved

It was a Monday when we should have been in the city

But we were in bare feet grinding our toes into dirt streets

I’m not missing your concrete

I’m not missing your concrete

I'm not missing your concrete

The wood I sent you won't believe your lies, but you can try

The tongue I use is blessed with the gift of fire

And I burn in cut tooth time, but I think it’s fine

The ways I love you will never be denied

But they will be defied cause you know I would

The keys I left you will lead you to the pines where all my bones feel right

I'm not missing your concrete

I'm not missing your concrete

I'm not missing your concrete