Concrete Boots - After The Fall

Have you ever got that downwards sinking feeling?

And just a touch of human

hands make for healing?

He’s watered down amongst the crowd

Always lost and searching for his own sound

These concrete boots he wears, make it hard to reach the air

These concrete boots he wears

And now all the eyes are facing towards the south.

Just as narrow words try to

escape his mouth.

The plastered faces are painted white, just to keep the

inside out of his sight

These concrete boots he wears, make it hard to reach the air

These concrete boots he wears