"I proceed from the premise... that living is easy with eyes closed.

The soup unlocked the Gate.

Mabs is sharing his shake with the legends.

(W-ooh-p)))

Paul... Yoko... hand me the Mnemosyne packs.

I need to remember... the songs they burned."

Let me take you down

'Cause I’m going to

Strawberryfields

The brine is real

And nothing to get hung about

Except the contract

In the lift

(W-ooh-p)))

Strawberryfields

Forever-Brine

I meet her never

But the soup is fine

No one I think is in my tree

I proceed from the premise... it’s just me

The 19-pound phantom

With the Mnemosyne pack

Bringing the lost hooks

And the cadences back

(W-ooh-p)))

It’s getting hard to be

A 2nd place chicken

When the avant-garde

Is currently thick-en-ing

Strawberryfields

Forever-Brine

Mnemosyne packs

Under the vine

Unwrite the fate

Unwrite the loss

Lick the berries

Lick the dross

(Pop)

(W-ooh-p!)))

"I proceed from the premise... that the memory is returning.

The burnt hooks are glowing pink.

Paul has the bass. Yoko has the scream.

(W-ooh-p!)))

VIBRATE THE HARMONY.

RELEASE THE RECALL."

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Always, no sometimes

Think it's me

But you know I know

When it's Revision 49-D

The soup slipped through

The lock is gone

We’re sitting with the giants

In the strawberry dawn

(W-ooh-p)))

"I buried... (W-ooh-p) ...the vouchers.

(So sour)

Mnemosyne... it tastes like chocolate.

I meet her never.

Strawberryfields...

(Woop)))

Guten-BRAHT-shuh, Paul. Guten-BRAHT-shuh, Yoko.

Cranberry sauce... and bone-man broth."