Concrete
Midnight Oil Lyrics


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In the city the heart still whispers
Flaking metal a silent witness
There's chemical fields and cathode clouds
The milky way is emasculated as exhaust fans
And smart cards shrink wrap the colored air
And send it coughing to eternity
We can see the bright light but we can't reach it
We are not afraid enough to call
Go back wrong way you cannot stay you cannot live here

Concrete you don't free my soul

In the city the sound is biting
Cement fingers they are clutching
The emissary of trash decorates the way
No wild acres you can see, yearning to breathe
Concrete you don't free my soul
Blackened hands and heart of steel,
No wish to consume, embellish, discard and expire

Concrete you don't free my soul





Concrete you don't free my soul

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Midnight Oil's Concrete are a poignant reflection on the urban environment and its impact on the human spirit. The lyrics start by describing the natural environment of the city, with the "heart" still whispering in the midst of "flaking metal". However, this natural environment soon gives way to a more industrialized landscape, with the "chemical fields and cathode clouds" obscuring the stars and the "smart cards" polluting the air. In this environment, the human spirit is left to yearn for something more, to "see the bright light but not reach it". The lyrics depict a society that has been divided from nature and consumed by its own technological progress. Even as the city is depicted as a place of confinement, the lyrics also suggest that there is a metaphorical prison constructed by consumer culture and industry.


The chorus of the song, repeating the words "Concrete you don't free my soul", encapsulates the central message of the track. The singer is trapped within the confines of a world that he doesn't necessarily agree with, and he yearns for something more than the tangible realities of the urban environment. He sees the concrete and the steel as the metaphoric chains that hold him in place, and he's desperate to escape.


Line by Line Meaning

In the city the heart still whispers
Despite the noisy city life, the people's inner voice remains alive


Flaking metal a silent witness
Rusty metals are an evidence of the city's decay and neglect


There's chemical fields and cathode clouds
Pollution is rampant in the air with harmful chemicals and emissions covering the sky


The milky way is emasculated as exhaust fans
The beauty of the night sky is destroyed by the smoke from the factories and the pollution in the air


And smart cards shrink wrap the colored air
Technology plays a significant role in the pollution and the air is not free from its harmful effects


And send it coughing to eternity
The pollution will continue to exist for an infinite amount of time


We can see the bright light but we can't reach it
Despite seeing hope and positivity, the people cannot achieve it or make it a reality


We are not afraid enough to call
The people are not brave enough to ask for change or demand better living conditions


Go back wrong way you cannot stay you cannot live here
Staying in such an environment is not an option as it's unfit for human living


In the city the sound is biting
The noise in the city is unbearable and even painful for the ears


Cement fingers they are clutching
The city is surrounded and taken over by concrete buildings and structures


The emissary of trash decorates the way
The streets are filled with garbage and waste, making it difficult to pass through


No wild acres you can see, yearning to breathe
There are no green spaces or nature left in the city and people feel the need for fresh air


Concrete you don't free my soul
The concrete jungle is suffocating and trapping the spirit of people, making them feel trapped and unhappy


Blackened hands and heart of steel,
The people and the city have become hardened, both physically and emotionally


No wish to consume, embellish, discard and expire
People do not want to participate in a system that encourages overconsumption, waste, and disposability




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: LOUIS MALCOLM, RICKY MYRIE, SEAN PAUL HENRIQUES

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Comments from YouTube:

Troy Fairfull

All Australians should have at least one Midnight Oil album in there ,,, because you don't no what your missing out on if you don't

Serj Takian

yes i m a french people and it my first band and i have all the albums ... Australians be proud of the band ! sorry for my english :)

David Cook

2:15. Love the bridge.

Sara Britto

concrete you don't free my soul!

Jason Barbush

the soul cannot be satisfied with things.

Jason Barbush

although the soil will if there are no rocks

Jason Barbush

in the city a silent witness no omne is shrink wrapping the colored air to see the bright lights not afraid enough to call

Troy Fairfull

Thank you

Jason Barbush

the kangaroo is pissed off about poachers. the album cover is a good parody.