33 RPM Nirvana

Written 11 years ago: recalls the days when music was vinyl only and a magical retreat from disabling matters of the heart 33 RPM NIRVANA Flattened faces pressed up against the glass It’s well known no-one needs to ask People talking ‘bout how I’m feeling If they were me yes they’d be reeling They’d need time and recuperation But at night I take up station Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana Getting away to 33 RPM Nirvana She’s a stranger that’s her right to choose Who can blame her she don’t like old news You might say she’s one go getter And why did she not treat me better I admit I loved her deeply But right now I’m kind of sleepy Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana I’m pulling the curtains and switching it on Watching the tone arm lower onto my black vinyl Drifting away now the music is my river Not analyzing I’m seeking separation Through the mists of time I wander What is life I’m bound to ponder Gonna get to shrug my shoulders Moving on and getting bolder Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana