Musing over Beatles lyrics at breakfast

Bronson and I were chatting about The Beatles over breakfast just now. He’s full of these little anecdotes about bands and I love to pick up trivia, especially about music. To me, a one note singer who handles instruments as gingerly as newborn babies, the world of music and the lives of those musicians belong to a land of mystical happenings outside my realm of reality. I love hearing stories such as the influence of Yoko dividing John and Paul’s seemingly unbreakable friendship, that only three Beatles songs don’t have the song title within the lyrics, and the story of George Harrison’s quiet genius. We listened to Within You Without You together. It’s a turning point track that shut off The Beatles’ boy band image forever, twisting their path through the freaky forest of psychedelic hippy-land after that fundamental trip to India. Then Bronson brought up the lyrics on his laptop and we were transfixed. Have a read.

We were talking – about the space between us all
And the people – who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth – then it’s far too late – when they pass away.
We were talking – about the love we all could share-when we find it
To try our best to hold it there – with our love
With our love – we could save the world – if they only knew.
Try to realize it’s all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you’re really only very small,
And life flows ON within you and without you.
We were talking – about the love that’s gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul –
They don’t know – they can’t see – are you one of them?
When you’ve seen beyond yourself – then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there –
And the time will come when you see
We’re all one, and life flows on within you and without you.

It gives me hope and perspective. The last line is my favourite. We’re all one and life flows within us and without us – outside of our bodies like a beautiful river streaming around us and alone without us: we are tiny and don’t matter in the grand scheme of life. We just have to use our lives and enjoy them, spreading that joy as best we can.

And these lines:

Try to realize it’s all within yourself
No-one else can make you change

We are responsible for ourselves and our future. That, to me, is really exciting!

And there you have it, a typical Bronson-Caroline Sunday morning breakfast chat. Can you imagine us raggy blonde hair at all angles? Bronson’s now washing up, I’m tapping away and soon we’re going to Recoleta Cemetery to seek out the tomb of Eva Peron and gawk at the palaces that house the rich dead of Buenos Aires. Seems fitting to start the day by thinking about the meanings of and within life and to continue by contemplating death and the attempts of the now dead to stay remembered and important.

Tiny people awed by the power of water at Iguazu

Tiny people awed by the power of water at Iguazu