In the city the heart still whispers
  Flaking metal a silent witness
  There's chemical fields and cathode clouds
  The milky way is emasculated as exhaust fans
  and smart cards shrink wrap the coloured air
  and send it coughing to eternity
  We can see the bright light but we can't reach it
  We are not afraid enough to call
  Go back wrong way you cannot stay you cannot live here
  
  Concrete you don't free my soul
  
  In the city the sound is biting
  Cement fingers they are clutching
  The emissary of trash decorates the way
  No wild acres you can see, yearning to breathe
  Concrete you don't free my soul
  Blackened hands and heart of steel,
  no wish to consume, embellish, discard and expire
  
  Concrete you don't free my soul
  
  Concrete you don't free my soul