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Wet Cement Lyricsby Sixty Stories Buy album CD: Other Songs A - W This is the story at the crosswalk: the cars drive right up on my shoes. These days bad days are common. The city is changing. A jackhammer bounces off the walls and bounces back to me in stereo. The sidewalk is fresh, the cement shines. I write your name next to mine. Bridges take years to build but they begin to fall apart with a few days of heavy traffic. I like tall buildings, but it's disconcerting when they grow up in groups, dies in the centre. The sidewalk is fresh, the cement shines. I write your name next to mine. The city strikes. The garbage lines up. Bags bloat all night, bloom when the sun comes up. I make a fist and punch the crosswalk pole--the cars stop. I reach the sidewalk with an expected sense of relief from dodging cars and kicking cartons. I have faith in some things, like the constant ringing in my ears, Still, I think good days are coming. The city is changing, the cement shines. I write your name next to mine.
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