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Concrete Fields - Manic Street Preachers
Written by：James Dean Bradfield/Nick Jones/Sean Moore
My old school that's closed its doors
The once green fields on the 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 smile's still here
And the river's still slowing
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 of love
The happiest of times sitting with my mam tap
But the bridges the houses now dominate
The breeding and the super schools
The breeding grounds of hate
But that's once green fields still limping my mind
They seem 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 a longing
And I wanna hear your name
As I walk and run through these once green fields
It's easier to see water's disappeared
And the air is getting heavy with memory to last
The joy and the freedom
But freedom at what cost
And the air is getting heavy
The memory to last
The joy and the freedom
But 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 to last
The joy and the freedom
But freedom at what cost
We had joy and we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

Yeah we had joy and we had fun

We had some seasons in the sun

And 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