crowded house
nobody wants to
Down on the ocean floor That's where I'm heading for Hold on to a sinking stone Until the worst is known Nobody wants to think about it Nobody wants to talk about it Nobody protects you They make it go away Pretending that it's all ok Broken pieces on the ground And everyone's tiptoeing round Nobody wants to think about it Nobody wants to talk about it Nobody protects you.. yeah And we're losing some faith We used to cry We used to say why For all I know I might not get home I found out If you opened it up We could work this out Nobody wants to think about it Nobody wants to talk about it now What you suspected all along Everything he told you was wrong And you can see it if you want Nobody wants to (Neil's mummerings to the end)