Concrete Line Songtext
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Beneath the bite, winter′s tether
Twitching fingers in his leather
The streets feel nothing but shops chained together
And the hope that his footsteps don't become a debtor′s
The faces that shift time
Moving his spaced-out spine
And eyes to the sky
And from above the crane relays sense to his mind
He rides and rides and rides and rides
The cut off torn off concrete line


It's something he tries to say but there's no day he can separate
And trusting that time will turn, but words he prays offer no escape
I wait on you
I wait on you
Beneath the bite, winter′s tether
Twitching fingers in his leather
The streets feel nothing but shops chained together
And the hope that his footsteps don′t become a debtor's
The faces that shift time
Moving his spaced-out spine
And eyes to the sky
And from above a crane relays sense to his mind
He rides and rides and rides and rides
The cut off torn off concrete line