Nirvana
Tom Waits Lyrics


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Not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose,
he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere.
And it began to snow.

And the bus stopped at a little cafe in the hills and the passengers entered.
And he sat at the counter with the others, and he ordered, the food arrived.
And the meal was particularly good, and the coffee.
The waitress was unlike the women he had known.
She was unaffected, and there was a natural humor which came from her.
And the fry cook said crazy things and the dishwasher in back laughed a good clean pleasant laugh.

And the young man watched the snow through the window.
And he wanted to stay in that cafe forever.
The curious feeling swam through him that everything was beautiful there and it would always stay beautiful there.

And then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board.
And the young man thought "I'll just stay here, I'll just stay here"
And then he rose and he followed the others into the bus.
He found his seat and looked at the cafe through the window and then the bus moved off, down a curve, downward, out of the hills.

And the young man looked straight forward.
And he heard the other passengers speaking of other things,
or they were reading or trying to sleep.
And they hadn't noticed the magic.
And the young man put his head to one side, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.





There was nothing else to do,just to listen to the sound of the engine,and the sound of the tires, in the snow.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tom Waits's "Nirvana" tell the story of a young man who, while riding a bus through North Carolina, stops at a little café in the hills because of the snow. While the passengers were enjoying their meal, the young man, who had never met anyone like the unaffected waitress and the crazy fry cook, watched the beauty of the snow and the café through the window with the curious feeling that everything was beautiful there and it would always stay beautiful there. However, when the bus driver told the passengers to board, the young man thought of staying there forever, but he eventually followed the others into the bus. Listening to the sound of the engine and the tires in the snow, there was nothing for him to do but pretend to sleep.


The song's lyrics discuss a moment of missed opportunity and unrealized potential. The young man on the bus experiences a momentary glimpse of beauty and contentment but doesn't act on it. The scene Waits paints is dreamy and surreal, but it highlights the fact that people's perceptions are subjective and can be influenced by their surroundings. The chorus of the song, which only says "Nirvana" (a Buddhist concept signifying enlightenment and release from the cycle of rebirth), suggests that the young man has reached this state of enlightenment by experiencing this moment but has been unable to hold onto it.


Line by Line Meaning

Not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose,
There was little opportunity for direction or purpose in his life.


he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere.
He was a young man traveling through North Carolina with no clear destination.


And it began to snow.
Snow started to fall as the bus traveled through North Carolina.


And the bus stopped at a little cafe in the hills and the passengers entered.
The bus stopped at a small cafe, and the passengers got off the bus to enter.


And he sat at the counter with the others, and he ordered, the food arrived.
He sat at the counter with the other passengers, ordered food, and received it.


And the meal was particularly good, and the coffee.
Both the meal and coffee were excellent.


The waitress was unlike the women he had known.
The young man saw that the waitress was different from the women he had previously encountered in his life.


She was unaffected, and there was a natural humor which came from her.
She had a natural humor that was authentic and unpretentious.


And the fry cook said crazy things and the dishwasher in back laughed a good clean pleasant laugh.
The fry cook said unconventional things, and the dishwasher laughed spontaneously.


And the young man watched the snow through the window.
The young man gazed out of the window and observed the snowfall.


And he wanted to stay in that cafe forever.
He wanted to remain in the cafe for eternity given the beauty of the environment and the food he'd just eaten.


The curious feeling swam through him that everything was beautiful there and it would always stay beautiful there.
He had an indescribable feeling that the beauty of the cafe and its surroundings would always be preserved.


And then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board.
The bus driver announced that it was time for the passengers to re-board the bus.


And the young man thought "I'll just stay here, I'll just stay here"
The young man considered staying in the cafe and not going to another place.


And then he rose and he followed the others into the bus.
He stood up and followed the other passengers to re-board the bus.


He found his seat and looked at the cafe through the window and then the bus moved off, down a curve, downward, out of the hills.
He located his seat on the bus and watched the cafe through the window as the bus departed, descending down a hill.


And the young man looked straight forward.
The young man gazed straight ahead while traveling on the bus.


And he heard the other passengers speaking of other things, or they were reading or trying to sleep.
The young man listened to the other passengers' chatter, and some were reading or trying to sleep.


And they hadn't noticed the magic.
None of the other passengers seemed to have appreciated the magic of the cafe.


And the young man put his head to one side, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.
The young man turned his head to one side, closed his eyes, and feigned sleep.


There was nothing else to do,just to listen to the sound of the engine,and the sound of the tires, in the snow.
There was nothing else to do except for listening to the engine and tire sounds as the bus traveled through the snow.




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Alistair J. Pearson

The symbolism in this is wonderful. I always felt that the protagonist getting off the bus was him being born. The cafe is life, the woman his wife and, of course, nobody wants to leave, but we all have to get back on the bus eventually.

Zarathustra P

Wow that's a great interpretation...

Edward V

Never though of it like that. I always saw it simply as a picture of humans' never-ending restlessness. Even when seeing what we perceive to be perfection, we still insist, almost unconsciously, on carrying on our strive for something else, never stopping... But listening to it through your interpretation, I see very well where you're coming from. Especially the snow at the end makes sense then, as snow is often used to symbolise death and the unknown.

Buckycarbon

I love the way Tom Waits draws you into a moment

Billy Barton

No one does it better.... at least for me.

Werebat

This song always makes me think of meeting the woman who would become my current wife. I was young and recently divorced and in a similar frame of mind, and the feeling was very much the same -- being with this new person who I had met quite by accident in a Sam's Club was so wonderful, but staying with her was not part of the original plan, which was to spend the rest of my life in serial monogamy, because I just didn't trust that any woman could be as good as she seemed to be at first.

Thank God, unlike the man in this story, I actually stayed in that cafe.

15 years and three kids later, I often think about how close I came to ending up like the guy in this story, and missed the opportunity of a lifetime.

Ander S

I recommend Martha by Tom Waits. It tells a story of a man who left the café and quite regretted it.

John Smith

This always instantly brings me back to cross-country greyhound bus trips in my late teens/early twenties because I had a few bucks in my pocket and nothing better to do. Good times...

Misophone Official

The breathing is perfect on this track… the hum and rustle… sublime

mandelstang666

One of the most beautiful experiences I have ever known.

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