Charles Bukowski - Nirvana lyrics

Not much chance Completely cut loose from Purpose He was a young man Riding a bus Through North Carolina On the wat to somewhere And it began to snow And the bus stopped At a little cafe In the hills And the pa**engers Entered He sat at the counter With the others He ordered and the Food arived The meal was Particularly Good And the Coffee The waitress was Unlike the women He had Known She was unaffected There was a natural Humor which came From her The fry cook said Crazy things The dishwasher In back Laughed, a good Clean Pleasant Laugh The young man watched The snow through the Windows He wanted to stay In that cafe Forever The curious feeling Swam through him That everything Was Beautiful There That it would always Stay beautiful There Then the bus driver Told the pa**engers That it was time To board The young man Thought, I'll just sit Here, I'll just stay Here But then He rose and followed The others into the Bus He found his seat And looked at the cafe Through the bus Window Then the bus moved Off, down a curve Downward, out of The hills The young man Looked straight Foreward He heard the other Pa**engers Speaking Of other things Or they were Reading Or Attempting to Sleep They had not Noticed The Magic The young man Put his head to One side Closed his Eyes Pretended to Sleep There was nothing Else to do- Just to listen to the Sound of the Engine The sound of the Tires In the Snow