Monday, March 17, 2014

Glass Onion.

I told you about strawberry fields,
You know the place where nothing is real

Well here's another place you can go 
Where everything flows.

Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half lives 

Looking through a glass onion.

I told you about the walrus and me, man

You know that we're as close as can be, man--

If I gotta explain it to ya, Ya don't need to know.

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