Concrete Sentinels

This song was written because I had this Man Ray image pop up in my head.

Pointed skyward
Almost scraping
Concrete Sentinels
Has us gaping

Business logic
It makes no sense
Packed like sardines
Way too intense

Man was not
Made for such
Sequestered living
In towering huts

Chorus
If you laid them
On their side
Would they feel
More inviting?

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