Reinforced Concrete

Rainy night in April
Busy intersection downtown
A lone man in the middle of traffic
Was wandering in circles, crying out
The traffic stalled and waited
Nobody went to help him
Broken record of his voice in the air
Nobody went to help
The traffic inched around his jagged despair
What have we done here?
What have we not done?
My cousin called me up on a rainy night in April
Words like bells ringin' - we’ve found the long-lost relative
Married 18 years in abuse and slf-defacing, foreign fears
And sh’s free now, but I guess that’s all relative
Nobody went to help
The family stalled and waited
Nobody went to help her
Broken record of her absence in the air
Nobody went to help
The family tiptoed around her ragged despair
What have we done here?
What have we not done?
Oh the rain makes everything lonely
Urban silence is bleak
Nobody went to help
Nobody reaches out
Not in the shiny, dark street
Amidst the fallen feet
This is reinforced concrete
Reinforced concrete
This is reinforced concrete