let me take you down
cause i'm going to
strawberry fields
nothing is real
and 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

let me take you down
cause i'm going to
strawberry fields
nothing is real
and nothing to get hung about
strawberry fields forever

no one, i think, is in my tree
i mean, it must be high or low
that is, you can't, you know
tune in
but it's all right
that is, i think it's not too bad

let me take you down
cause i'm going to
strawberry fields
nothing is real
and nothing to get hung about
strawberry fields forever

always, no!,
sometimes i think it's me
but you know, i know
when it's a dream
i think, um, no i mean
er, yes
but it's all wrong
that is i think i disagree

let me take you down
cause i'm going to
strawberry fields
nothing is real
and nothing to get hung about
strawberry fields forever


...strawberry fields forever
...strawberry fields forever...


-john lennon






when i dropped him off this morning i felt an accute sense of sadness
that was something i never could go back to
lost forever to me

hmmm... life goes on

time, i guess, can't be stopped
and can't be reasoned with

it's a mean little bugger, that's for sure.


what if life never ran out
like water runing to the ocean?

heaven?

the ocean never ceasing, never dying.

this is turning into a poem.

funny how that happens.