I’ve been making a conscious effort to not post about the Beatles as often to avoid being pigeonholed as a Beatles blog, but I simply can’t hide my love away any longer. I love this song a little too much I think. It’s just so clever lyrically and musically not to mention beautiful. When the song changes halfway through and goes into the upbeat 4th and 5th verses it feels like a weird dream of adulthood and boring “real life.” But then the 5th verse ends with “somebody spoke and I went into a dream.” I think it’s speaking to how we dissociate our everyday existence from violent world news. We read the news and think it’s just a bloody dream.