Dissecting genius.

This post I want to talk about the beautiful song Strawberry Fields by the Beatles. I want to dissect how absolutely ingenious this song is or at least the end of it is. I recommend reading the lyrics and watching the song yourself, My favorite cover of this song with lyrics is here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrrSH6P7eDw&feature=related

Now the quality that comes off from this more than anything else is it perfectly creates a setting of childlike haze. You don't really have any idea what the real intent is and the state of yes and no, of positive to negative flips back and forth so quickly. Namely in the last section

"Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean a '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 hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever."

Regurgitate

Every play written every which way.
I can't say something today
which hasn't been spewed yesterday.
It's all been said every inch of dread
someone has already read.
My pen rewrites like a blight
an infinitely infallible abyss.
never to be shown light.
I can try for a poem of bliss
but it's maps already been explored
I regurgitate what everyone else as also ate.
hate fills me but it's too late.
My pen as a mission to accomplish
the tip flings on searching for something to cherish.
I let it search scrying for a divine secret that I must tell
this is my curse as a writer the sickness I have befell.
In search of an everlasting truth
I mustn't give in or be uncouth.
Following my heart and my pen to it's rightful conclusion.

Gravity

Center stage, drop the rage its time to play

Stop fumbling that confidence your gonna need every drop

To pull through and do what I say

unless you want your life to be to others, a prop

There's this thing called gravity

It's not a depravity its the basis of reality

Now drop that vanity to embrace this insanity

This worlds a constant duality

brutality breathes through the walls constantly

beating and oppressing us savagely

let it get to you and it becomes an amity

of constant agony

survive it to avidly restore that sanity

and deal a blow to this calamity

The upbeat

Title The Upbeat

Springs line every step

sunshine beams up with it

My hair unkempt

these days so well spent

Ears filled with melody

here exists no melancholy

Nothing but content reality

Needled goodbye.

The needle slips into the skin, commence her dance
Twirling in the camera lense, Let the trip begin
Chemicals bind to receptors, Her soul returns to its captors
Ready for the promised land, she slips in the tub
Razors in hand, not looking for a casual scrub
In her mind in her dress she spins, she sways
Left to pretend she can regress to the trends of the craze
Water fills over her eyes, brain locked in a daze

Mesmerizing girl

Red glossed lips
Under light green eyes
Dips the mascara
 Ready's the disguise
Blinds all men
With a dazzling glare
The clock strikes ten
Oh what shall she wear
Just enough skin
That shirt with the tear
Still not letting out a grin
Everything's set

Submit

Sinister thoughts pounce my brain
As my cheeks glow a bright scarlet
Still they fly through me like a train
Kissing me goodbye like a bullet

Escape isn't an option
These ideas fit me like a glove
Nailing me shut in my coffin
There above flies a black dove

Buying time is the only solution
Trying not to back down
Running to hide Doesn't work in a dungeon
Hold my breath so I don't drown.