The town I came from was quiet and small
We played in the meadows where the grass grew so tall
As I grew older I had to roam far from my family, far from my home
Into the city where lives can be spent
Lost in the shadows of tar and cement
And every night I'd sit alone and learn
What loneliness meant
Up in my rented room above a world of tar and cement
Each day I'd wake up, look at the sky
Think of the meadows where I used to lie
Then I'd remember all of that's gone
You're in the city, better push on
Get what you came for before it's too late
Get what you came for, the meadows can wait
So every night I'd sit alone and learn
What loneliness meant
Up in my rented room above a world of tar and cement
Many years later, tired at last
I headed for home to look for my past
Looked for the meadows, there wasn't a trace
Six lanes of highway had taken their place
Where were the meadows and all that they meant?
Nothing but acres of tar and cement
Yet I can see it there so clearly now
Where has it gone?
Yes, I can see it there so clearly now
Where has it gone?
Where are the meadows?
Tar and cement!
Where is the tall grass?
Tar and cement!
Acres and acres!
Tar and cement!
Acres and acres!
Tar and cement!
Acres and acres!
Tar and cement!