The
songs come on; we sing along,
Whoever’s in the car.
No matter what our ages,
We can hum to every bar.
Whoever’s in the car.
No matter what our ages,
We can hum to every bar.
Despite
familiarity,
Each tune sounds fresh and new,
A contradiction, it may seem,
But one that’s also true.
Each tune sounds fresh and new,
A contradiction, it may seem,
But one that’s also true.
The
time and distance on the road
Just seem to up and go
As long as there’s a Beatles channel
On the radio.
Just seem to up and go
As long as there’s a Beatles channel
On the radio.
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