Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

The children had all home
The house was like a ship without a
They headed for the
Where maybe they would find a holy
The bedrooms were all up
The posters of Bolan - were ripped away
Each day was blessed with
As would try to find something to say

She kept a journal
He them out to see
If could find Nirvana
And where place might be

She had of things to do
They kept the plastic on the chairs
It drove him the twist
They both were wondering what they have missed.

He quibbled with
She into a rut
They sat and the papers
In they would touch
The realization
Like a in the gut

Each day like the one
The evaporated
As the weeks and months turned into
The queasy feeling that they more

He said his was final
She heard him slam the
she would pipe up
He it all before
Although they each other
Really knew the score
were in this together
Like children holding back
come so far to end up
With nothing the years