A beautiful elusive of the (One, two, three, four 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 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 Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Strawberry fields forever 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 hung about Strawberry fields forever Strawberry fields forever Strawberry fields forever:1.3), by (Earnst Haeckel and James Gillray:0.8), (oil and pastel:0.8), (painting:0.3) | Painting