The Beatles Color

"Let me take anda down
'Cause I'm going to
Strawberry fields..."

The voice seeped into Paul's sleeping mind, quite pleasantly, but loud enough to wake him from his slumber. Paul blinked slowly, a little disoriented, wondering for a moment why his tempat tidur felt so funny and whether he had left one of his rock-and-roll records on all night, before remembering where he was. But someone was singing.

"And nothing to get hungabout...
Strawberry fields forever...."

And the voice, whoever it belonged to, was good enough to be on any one of the records Paul listened to. Better, even. And that song - Paul really...