“You alright?” “Yeah…” “You sure?” “Absolutely not.” Walking through the city With a pocket full of nothing Head full of static But the bass keeps coming Streetlight flicker Rain on the pavement Everybody rushing Like they’re late for their own arrangement I got a thousand little thoughts All fighting for a seat So I turned the volume up And gave the loudest one a beat Hold on Breathe slow Let the heavy water flow I found a halo Made from concrete Hanging over me But never touching my feet I found a rhythm Underneath it all When the whole world gets heavy I just let the bassline talk Let it talk Let it talk Man in the corner Talking to his phone Telling everybody That he’s perfectly alone Bus goes past Like a spaceship from Mars Driver looks at me Like I’ve personally stolen his car Maybe I’m dreaming Maybe I’m awake Maybe all this overthinking Is a habit I can break I don’t need answers I don’t need a sign Just give me four good beats And a little bit of time I found a halo Made from concrete Hanging over me But never touching my feet I found a rhythm Underneath it all When the whole world gets heavy I just let the bassline talk Concrete Concrete Halo You don’t have to run You don’t have to hide There’s a little bit of daylight On the other side Yeah… Might take a while though. I found a halo Made from concrete Hanging over me But never touching my feet I found a rhythm Underneath it all When the whole world gets heavy I just let the bassline talk I found a halo Made from concrete Maybe that’s alright Maybe that’s enough tonight Same streets tomorrow? Probably. Concrete… Halo…
