Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nirvana, artist - Squeeze. Album song Cradle To The Grave, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 20.09.2015
Record label: Love
Song language: English
Nirvana |
The children had all left home |
The house was like a ship without a sail |
They headed for the sunset |
Where maybe they would find a holy grail |
The bedrooms were all rigged up |
The posters of my Marc Bolan — were ripped away |
Each day was blessed with freedom |
As they would try to find something to say |
She kept a little journal |
He scanned them out to see |
If they could find Nirvana |
And where that place might be |
She had lots of things to do |
They kept the plastic covers on the chairs |
It drove him around the twist |
They both were wondering what they might have missed. |
He quibbled with ambition |
She fell into a rut |
They sat and read the papers |
In sequence they would touch |
The creeping realization |
Like a punch in the gut |
Each day like the one before |
The dreams evaporated |
As the weeks and months turned into years |
The queasy feeling that they wanted more |
He said his word was final |
She heard him slam the door |
Anytime she would pipe up |
He heard it all before |
Although they blame each other |
Really they knew the score |
They were in this together |
Like children holding back tears |
They’ve come so far to end up |
With nothing down the years |