Living is easy with eyes closed misunderstanding all you see

The Beatles are brilliant. They kick ass, are fucking hardcore, rock, are radical, the shiz-nit, smoke or whatever phrase you say when YOU are drunk/high and make a lame attempt at describing Sublime. Noone i think is in their tree.

Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about

I never had a rush like the ones induced by them and I sometimes feel dying whilst listening would be dying at a climax of existence.

Because the world is round it turns me on
Because the world is round

They fucking ARE the walrus.

We were talking
About the love that's gone so cold
And the people
Who gain the world and lose their soul
They don't know
They can't see
Are you one of them

McCartney said when the band broke up Harrison had grown up to be at least at his and Lennon's level. This is the phrase that i thought about the most in the past years. And during all this time his guitar gently wept.

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,
Lay down all thought, surrender to the void,
That you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being

But listen to the colour of your dreams
Or play the game "Existence" to the end

Of the beginning, of the beginning

Why? Just Because.