Concrete Angels
We danced & we tripped & we fell & we hit the concrete. But then there´s this rhythmic power ballad to get us back on our feet, to catch up with our love tempo, trancewise.
Why do we love concrete so much?
Concrete like love offers a diverse and flexible building material when it comes to construction or rebuilding and can be molded and shaped for a variety of different purposes.
Cement like love is the most utilized material on earth and as the main element in concrete. When mixed with water, fine and coarse aggregate it becomes a strong, durable and popular material to love, accentuating concrete angels we have become. Actually, tears adorn love, highlighting it, without being abstract.
What price do we pay for such concrete popularity that can sometimes feel like a solemn cemetery?
Cement like love production as the largest element of concrete is responsible for an underestimated 8%, oops, of global carbon emissions. To put that in our concrete love perspective, if the cement like love industry were a country, it would be the third largest emitter of CO2 in the world. Because as you know, love breathes in O2, you & me, though you are my O1, A not B, and love breathes out CO2, not D or E or F, phuck, baby!
Carbon Dioxide (CO2) is produced at two pleasure & pain stages of cement like love production, both the creation & destruction of man.
Stage 1 - The burning of fossil fuels in love production, you burning my candle, me burning your cave, both processes as one wield light, and not only in the dark, strengthening the faith.
Stage 2 - Through the thermal decomposition of Calcium Carbonate when producing the cement like love clinker, weakening the earth.
See, how sweet & beautiful concrete can be? You & me, phuck, baby!
Is this a dating & bleeding song? Trying to get to know someone who’s been hurt, and them pushing a new person away because they’re not over the pain of the last love/betrayal/whatever? Am I concrete or abstract here? This is not Iceland, no, dating cannot be that cold. Love is a tropically volcanic treasure dug out on the Cutthroat Island. Thank God I´m not a pirate and I´m not in the tropics. You must be so relieved. Feel free to take off your clothes, I have you covered. Adam paints Eve.
Do rebound relationships work? Sometimes they do. If you could just stop thinking about the douchebag who broke your heart before you just met this new person, then you might actually be happy! Yeah, it´s easy to say, but so hard to apply. It comes with no money-back guarantee.
We all struggle with trust issues after being hurt … but why not take a chance? True, not everybody has balls. Ever heard the trite saying “When one door closes, another opens”? Well, it’s actually true, because it´s impossible to stay in the closet of your broken heart forever. Eventually you´ll have to break out of your crybaby cycle and start dating & bleeding again, or you just keep wasting your time.
So why wait? If someone´s trying to get to know you, you’re attracted to them, and they´re sincerely trying to make you happy, then what do you have to lose? Dating & bleeding, big deal! Who cares if it’s on the ruins of the demolition from your breakup … flowers do grow in the sand.
We all have baggage from our last relationship, sometimes it´s closer in time so it hurts more, but that´s no reason to push someone away because you don’t think you’re ready, you never are, you never will. I never am, I´m like a million light years behind, I´m like two million darknesses ahead.
How do you know what you want anyway, if you keep agonizing about something that’s obviously over and not looking at what’s right in front of you? We all are vulnerable, never really sheltered. We all are angels, open & emotional, dating & bleeding. And not abstractly. We all are concrete, coldness and hardness. We all are a mess, a wreck. But we´re each other´s guardian angel, we always survive, however much we ache, we must, to be together beyond abstraction, freedom from representational qualities in art that varies in degrees of abstraction. We are concrete angels.
Is this dating & bleeding song about the difficulty of understanding and connecting with someone in your life who´s started to create walls and barriers around them? Hell yeah it is, you bet! However beautiful and artistic they are. Blood is the paint of life. Life is the paintbrush of love seducing me. Am I an easy guy?
The arithmetic song trances us to the frustration of trying to reach out to someone who you know is holding back from emotional intimacy, and the chorus speaks to the idea of their walls becoming so high, until the "concrete angel" of their guarded walls falls down. It's a plea to reconnect with the person and tear down the walls. Through our trance song you female entrance me to the core. I am male, I can´t be Christina, Chris-teen-ah, unless I trans. I would have to trans. Well, baby, I just choose to trance with you dancing this dating & bleeding song away, to be concrete, for the time being the only way to be together.
Arithmetic is the branch of mathematics that deals with the study of numbers using various operations on them. Basic operations of math are addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. These operations are denoted by the given symbols.
Am I your entranced concrete shrink dealing with your closed off concrete feelings, a pretty useless defense mechanism to “supposedly” protect yourself from getting hurt? Hell no! And yet hell yeah! Actually, you´re mine, my shrink, my shrimp, though it looks and feels like the other way around. You love me, you inspire me, you know me, you understand me, I´m Zero, yours. TBH, and objectively speaking, I would personally rate myself even below that, below zero. And not because all the love posts describe us, define our issues, unveil our naked souls, soothe our craving bodies.
I mean, literally, who doesn´t want a hotdog or a love sandwich? Okay, I´ve made you smile once again, I´m your silly shrink, or shrimp, your psycho energizer bunny, who lost his psycho license performing poorly, going bankrupt. See, now you laugh, upon seeing your waived bill, by your beloved shrink or shrimp. Am I too abstract in my sociopathetic psycho therapy, your healing session, my heart´s confession under unconditional love duress? This is ludicrously ridiculous! Baby, let´s dance, Trancee Dancee!
Let me breathe you in and breathe the words in your mouth
Inside your shivering, the silence shouts so loud
I just want to, I just want to stay around
And while my heart beats,
I promise I won't let you down
If I'm somewhere else it doesn't mean that I don't see
That you don't trust yourself,
That's why you don't trust me
It makes me crazy,
When you're crazy, you don't speak
You think you know me,
But what you know is just skin deep
If you keep building these walls,
Brick by brick towers so tall
Soon I won't see you at all, until the concrete angel falls
I knew who you were from the start,
But now I don't know who you are
Soon there will be nothing at all,
Until the concrete angel falls
If you keep building these walls,
Brick by brick towers so tall
Soon I won't see you at all, until the concrete angel falls
I knew who you were from the start,
But now I don't know who you are
Soon there will be nothing at all,
Until the concrete angel falls
I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you
I want your love
Let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough
I'll put away my pride
Enough's enough
I've suffered and I've seen the light
Baby, you're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Come and make it alright
Don't know what I'm gonna do 'bout this feeling inside
Yes it's true, loneliness took me for a ride, yeah, yeah
Without your love I'm nothing but a beggar
Without your love a dog without a bone
What can I do? I'm sleepin' in this bed alone
Baby, you're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Come and make it alright
Come and save me tonight
You're the reason I live
You're the reason I die
You're the reason I give
When I break down and cry
Don't need no reason why
Baby, baby, baby
You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Yeah, come and make it alright
You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Come and take me alright
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
She walks to school with the lunch
She packed
Nobody knows what she's
Holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress
She wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen
And lace
The teacher wonders but she
Doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain
Behind the mask
Bearing the burden
Of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was
Never born
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In her world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where
She's loved
Concrete angel
Somebody cries in the middle
Of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn
Out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands
Of fate
When morning comes
It'll be too late
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In her world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where
She's loved
Concrete angel
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In her world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where
She's loved
Concrete angel
Our love affair with concrete like sung hell on earth is never over. Adam keeps on sprinkling Eve. And all this is our heavenly art and music gallery revisited beyond the end of time …
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