Where the Streets Are Paved With Concrete.

Where the Streets Are Paved With Concrete

Went to London.

Where the streets are paved with concrete.

And they'll blind you if you're indiscreet.

On concrete I broke danced.

To a beat I romanced.

Saw people who wasn't there.

My friends just saw me stare.

At empty space.

Heard the rats race.

In the ceiling.

A little mad and scared I was feelin.

Seeing London is believing.

Ewan Povey