[Porco]

Concrete Fields

My old school has closed its doors
The once-green fields are now concrete floors
And the roads are choking full of misery and fear
But my vision’s getting clearer and my mind it feels so free

And the work is hard and the wages are low
But the smiles still appear and the rivers still flow
And all I can do is sit here and moan
But my heart still bleeds for this place that I call home

My boyhood made of dreams and love
The happiest of times sitting with my mum and dad
But the bridges, the houses now dominate
The vaping and the super-schools, the breeding grounds of hate

But those once-green fields still live in my mind
They seemed so perfect, so simple and so kind
Just me and my brother, we’re kicking a ball
The world so close and so beautiful

And I got no answers, I place no blame
I just feel longing and I wanna hear your name
As I walk and I run through these once-green fields
It’s easy to see what has disappeared

And the air is getting heavy with memory and loss
The joy and the freedom, but freedom at what cost?
And the air is getting heavy with memory and loss
The joy and the freedom, the freedom at what cost?

Is this your inheritance, is this all that’s left?
The mountains we climbed are now mountains of debt
And the air is getting heavy with memory and loss
The joy and the freedom, the freedom at what cost?

We had joy, and we had fun
We had seasons in the sun

Yeah we had joy, we had fun
We had some seasons in the sun

Yeah we had joy, and we had fun
We had some seasons in the sun

Yeah we had joy, and we had fun
We had some seasons in the sun