Forever 1972
The garage doors where our goals
We kicked the ball against a brick stone wall
Score a header or make a save
Until grandma called and said
Come in it's supper time
Couldn't wait to unbox
The treasures we got from our record store
We put them on and solemnly we listened
To Paranoid, Machine Head
And Led Zeppelin Four
This house is empty
There's no one living there anymore
Only the ghost of good times
Dwelling in nostalgia
Many years had passed
The old ones died the young ones went away
There was no reason to get back there
Except for a visit on the local cemetry
Then I went back to the house
Found the neighborhood empty and abandoned
The doors where open
And as I stepped inside the rooms where I grew up
I swear I heard the voices of those
Who once lived there
This house is empty
There's no one there and I know it's true
That sometimes I wish that it was
Forever 1972
Then a voice from the future
Said: Do you know this guy?
Another voice said:
Yeah, but I thought he died a long time ago
And as I heard them talking
I knew they were talking about me
This house is empty
There's no one living there anymore
Only the ghost of good times
Dwelling in nostalgia
This house is empty
There's no one there and I know it's true
That sometimes I wish that it was
Forever 1972
We kicked the ball against a brick stone wall
Score a header or make a save
Until grandma called and said
Come in it's supper time
Couldn't wait to unbox
The treasures we got from our record store
We put them on and solemnly we listened
To Paranoid, Machine Head
And Led Zeppelin Four
This house is empty
There's no one living there anymore
Only the ghost of good times
Dwelling in nostalgia
Many years had passed
The old ones died the young ones went away
There was no reason to get back there
Except for a visit on the local cemetry
Then I went back to the house
Found the neighborhood empty and abandoned
The doors where open
And as I stepped inside the rooms where I grew up
I swear I heard the voices of those
Who once lived there
This house is empty
There's no one there and I know it's true
That sometimes I wish that it was
Forever 1972
Then a voice from the future
Said: Do you know this guy?
Another voice said:
Yeah, but I thought he died a long time ago
And as I heard them talking
I knew they were talking about me
This house is empty
There's no one living there anymore
Only the ghost of good times
Dwelling in nostalgia
This house is empty
There's no one there and I know it's true
That sometimes I wish that it was
Forever 1972
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Miguel Ventura
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