Words are flowing out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting trough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields Forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.
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