Nostalgia

And here's Ivanovich

In his rocket ship

Spinning helplessly

Up above the earth

While his heart is splintered

All the girls of winter

Are buried in their coats, anonymous

While winter girls are waiting

Ivanovich in high rotation

Is just another star

Up in the sky

And while the world was waiting

We're overwhelmed by some sensation

Of something long ago and far away

Like General Jackson's arm

It's buried on some farm

While the fever

Pushes words from his lips

And by the drunken river

Where the soldiers shiver

We rest beneath the shade of the trees

While winter girls are saying

"Each of us a tiny nation

"You're just another star

"But so am I."

And while the world was waiting

We're overwhelmed by some sensation

Of something long ago and far away