Strawberry Fields Forever
Let me take you down, cause Im 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
Its getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesnt matter much to me
Let me take you down, cause Im 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 cant, you know, tune in, but its alright
That is, I think its not too bad
Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Always, no, sometimes, think its me
But, you know, I know when its a dream
I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but its all wrong
That is, I think I disagree
Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever
Strawberry fields forever
Strawberry fields forever
(cranberry sauce)
song performed by by Lennon John
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Strawberry Field Forever (Emi-remix 15.12.66)
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM 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
ITS GETTING HARD TO BE SOMEONE
BUT IT ALL WORKS OUT
IT DOESNT MATTER MUCH TO ME
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS...
NO ONE I THINK IS IN MY TREE
I MEAN IT MUST BE HIGH OR LOW
THAT IS YOU CANT YOU KNOW TUNE IN
BUT ITS ALL RIGHT
THAT IS I THINK ITS NOT TOO BAD
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS...
ALWAYS, NO, SOMETIMES, THINK ITS ME
BUT YOU KNOW I KNOW WHEN ITS A DREAM
I THINK, ER ,NO I MEAN, ER, YES
BUT ITS ALL SO WRONG
THAT IS I THINK I DISAGREE
LET ME TAKE YOU DOWN
CAUSE IM GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS
song performed by by Beatles
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Strawberry Fields Forever
Let me take you down
cause I 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
Its getting hard to be someone but it all works out
It doesnt matter much to me
No one I think is in my tree
I mean it must be high or low
That is the catch you know
Tune in but its all right
That is I think its not too bad
Always know sometimes think its me
But you know I know when its a dream
I think I know, I mean, oh yes, but its all wrong
That is I think I disagree
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Strawberry Fields Forever
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...
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...
ALWAYS
song performed by by Beatles
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Strawberry fields forever
Strawberry fields forever,
Eat uphill, if you are clever,
Eat downhill, it turns sour,
Blast the humid weather.
Nectar sweet destroyer.
But if you have a cooler,
The sweet will stay longer.
Strawberry fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
John Lennon in Strawberry Fields
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Strawberry Wine
He was working through college on my grandpa's farm.
I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car.
I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child.
One restless summer we found love growing wild.
On the banks of the river on a well beaten path.
It's funny how those memories they last.
Like strawberry wine and seventeen.
The hot July moon saw everything.
My first taste of love oh bittersweet.
Green on the vine.
Like strawberry wine.
I still remember when thirty was old.
And my biggest fear was September when he had to go.
A few cards and letters and one long distance call.
We drifted away like the leaves in the fall.
But year after year I come back to this place.
Just to remember the taste.
Of strawberry wine and seventeen.
The hot July moon saw everything.
My first taste of love oh bittersweet.
Green on the vine.
Like strawberry wine.
The fields have grown over now.
Years since they've seen the plow.
There's nothing time hasn't touched.
Is it really him or the loss of my innocence.
I've been missing so much.
Like strawberry wine and seventeen.
The hot July moon saw everything.
My first taste of love oh bittersweet.
Green on the vine.
Like strawberry wine.
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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A Memory Of A Red Strawberry
remember me as summer
better still a refreshing summer wind
from a green mountain
remember me as summer
summer strawberry
red, red strawberries
from your fingers to your
mouth to your tongue
sweet, sour, and luscious,
remember me, better remember me
as summer, wind, green mountain,
strawberry, red and luscious
staying in the grassy fields of your
heart and mind
remember me as past summer wind
as a mountain gone, as grass wilting,
as strawberry consumed
each flesh digested all within
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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These Red Strawberries
red as love
more than the roses
cloying
my sense of taste
and smell
to such an attractive
fruit
ornate luxuriously appealing
enriched
desire of strawberry
days
your lips and nipples
touching my lips
savor this
delicious feeling
of love
i could have forgotten
but not
brave enough
strawberry fields
spreading under the sun
on cold days
of my wasted youth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Strawberry Delight
Strawberry
The texture.
The sexture.
With cream
A dream.
The taste
Unchaste.
Made to share.
For a pair
In love.
So red
Does it blush.
When ice has a crush.
In a smooth delight.
Our milkshake
Of the night.
And that kiss,
I reminisce,
Imprinted on my shirt.
The fruit
Of a heated embrace.
The flirt
Still makes my heart race.
Strawberry
The food.
The mood,
Of amour.
My heart beats
Like a sdrum
On the shore.
Will she come
Again tonight.
Another strawberry delight.
poem by Kevin East
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Rainbow Fields
Rainbow fields
Forever still
Undulating to eternity
Rain driven on a silent mist
Sunray vision
Like love who can resist
As the sun reigns high
Forever hopeful
Rainbow fields
Soft footsteps here
Over the brow of the hill so near
As I reach out
To catch a dream
Like a butterfly
Forever it seems
Bringing peace to humanity
A gift of the spirit
As the sun eclipsed like a shroud
Rainbow fields
Enchanted forever risen
Majestic couler
Stark sunlit prism
Where are you now
Where are you now.
poem by Chris McIntosh
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Ways
hey mrs fields, why do you look so sad
is the whole world gone mad or is it still a strawberry-cake
how i wish to kiss your sweet, sweet lips
to share your blissfulness
it made me feel like floating on a cloud
im talking to you soon
theres so much left to say
on a crystal winters day...
and the snowflakes outside show a million ways
show a million days in their dance
and the wind blows them on and carries them away
into anywhere from moment to moment
hey mrs grey, tell me what would you say
if i turned on the sun and poured all the colours down on you
would you smile and say its alright
i can see the light at the end of the tunnel
and then wed face the sky, sitting side by side
going very far to a distant star...
and the snowflakes outside...
i can tell by the sound of your voice
and i can tell by the look of your eyes
there must be something goin wrong in your life
but please, please believe me, baby, im by your side
theres so much left to do, so much left to say in a million ways
theres so much to be seen, so much to be touched, so much to be loved
take my hand and come out to play ..
theres so much left to do
for me and for you...
theres so much to be loved
please, come back
dont walk into the dark
hey mrs fields, why do you look so sad
is the whole world gone mad or is it still a strawberry-cake
how i wish to kiss your sweet, sweet lips
to share your blissfulness
it made me feel like living anew
im talking to you soon
theres so much to be done
when the winters gone...
and the snowflakes outside...
theres so much left to do, so much left to say in a million ways
theres so much to be seen, so much to be touched, so much to be loved
take my hand and come out to play...-acap
song performed by by Alphaville
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Field Of Joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i touch the leaves that touch the sky
just you and i through fields of joy
all trouble slowly fades away
slowly slowly fades away
i hold your hand inside my hand
across the land through fields of joy
the sound of music that we hear
the blend of colors throug the air
all cities, mountains disappear from view
all truth and beauty near to me and you
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
the fields of joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i know our love will never die
just you and i
through fields of joy
through fields of joy
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Savor Da Flavor
She's got that flavor I love to savor
I'll lick your flavor baby, anytime
'Cause she's got raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime
I heard about the man that was eating his shoe
And the three-headed lady said how do you do
You brake to take, but it ain't no mistake
It just don't make no kinda sense to you
Just sitting there, won't you get control of yourself
It was the 3rd of May and now it's June the 12th
So stop you lop, I get the pick of the crop
Savor da flavor
Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime
Her waves in motion, start a commotion
I'll take her potion any day or time
Like an illusion, spreading confusion
She know's she's using it and that's just fine
I could have been a rumor, but I like what I hear
So I took it one step further
Threw it out of the rear
Do you wait or hate or retaliate
And I take a little dance with the fear
Not a pretty lady trying to take it on me
But she's got a little sister, that's the place I'll be
In a line, she's fine and she's gonna be mine
Savor da flavor
Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime
Savor da flavor
Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Fields Of The Brave
Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets were afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I cant help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
Therell be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
song performed by by Styx
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Fields Of Gold
Youll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
Well forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that Ive broken
But I swear in the days still left
Well walk in the fields of gold
Well walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
Youll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
song performed by by Sting
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More Than A Few
'Strawberry Fields Were Forever'?
Laid down evermore, in Beatle Memory -
Written and recorded at: 'Abbey Road'
Back in: The Sixties Of Free!
Back when the saying was:
'If you're going to San Francisco -
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair'
Back when the English Music Explosion -
Helped shape the music everywhere.
I can still hear John Lennon Singing: 'Imagine'
The group singing: ' Sergeants Peppers Lonely hearts Club Band'
Back in the day where Love seemed free -
While in the background: The Beatles sang: 'I Wanna Hold Your Hand'
Back in the day when Peace was the sign and the call -
And Vietnam took more than a few -
Frank Bozello, my best friend, was 18
When he died, for the country he knew.
poem by Theodora Onken
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Choices
i prefer smooth peanut butter
to crunchy
mind you
crunchy is all right
but i prefer smooth.
i prefer strawberry jam
to raspberry
mind you
raspberry is tasty
but it's got all those seeds
and i prefer strawberry.
i prefer mustard
to mayonaisse
mind you mayonaisse has it's place
amongst condiments
but is likely to go bad
if left out to long
and poison everyone
so on the whole i prefer mustard.
i prefer cooked meat
to raw meat
for much the same reason
as i prefer mustard to mayonaisse
although it also has to do
with the fact that i don't
like my meat to bleat
or moo or make chicken noises (BAGOCK!)
when i eat
so i tend to avoid the raw
though mind you
the meat that i prefer
may at some time have been raw.
i prefer not to say
why i think so
but i do
and i suppose it's all
just a matter of taste
so if you'd prefer to think so
then crunchy is better
than smooth
even if it does interfere
with the texture of the
peanut butter
and jelly (strawberry) sandwich
which ought to be somewhat
devoid of substance
merely a sticky sweet something
to fill your stomach
put mayonaisse on it
if you like
i'd prefer not to think about it.
poem by Laura Sewell
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040610d Plenty Isn't Good For Farmers
strawberry brightens
as it touches my lips
squirst as my teeth
buried deep, i cringe
i dip into sugar bowl
crystals clinging
masking seeds
my tongue painted red
my fingers wet with sweets
sourness neutralize to a nil
i'm loving it, i'm having my fill
cheaper as it is, won't last
nice weather good for crops
***
prevailing good weather send
strawberry price tumbling,
farmers are not amuse.
some destroy their crops.
is that humanly?
poem by Manonton Dalan
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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 live
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
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was paul.
Standing on the cast iron shore-yeah
Lady madonna trying to make ends meet-yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me.
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint-yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
song performed by by Beatles
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Where are the Flower Children?
Our sons and daughters conceived in
strawberry fields have talked dad
into tying his hair back and mom
into wearing a bra and conforming
to the media-hyped double-talk:
'Lose your civil rights to protect
your freedoms' and 'Spend ourselves
into a massive national debt
to protect our economy' while
pretending everything is still
manufactured in America, or at least
assembled here, not carried over
invisible foreign borders,
stamped MADE IN AMERICA.
poem by Cheryl Lynn Moyer
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