THIS IS ZERO
She is planning summer holiday
So much he wants to do
Saving for a sports car
And a brand new set of clubs
Everything looks fine
Take no notice of the nightmare
Taking shape before your eyes
It'll never happen
It'll go away
You close your eyes...
But draw a line
There's no going forward
And no going back
This is where it stops and starts
This is zero
Pressure building in the bottleneck
Gas escaping from the top
Standing on the threshold
Of a million dreamers' dreams
Fingering the key...
This is zero
Your life explodes in your face
Where are you going to look now?
No week in Majorca
No ideal home
Complacent you sat back
Ignoring the signs of the storm
Forget all your nice dreams
Shatter your schemes
Your part of the nightmare
As you open your mouth and you scream
No forward, no back
This is zero