Nirvana Lyrics - Cradle To The Grave - Squeeze

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 Marc Bolan 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 realisation 

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 

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