In a small pool
surrounded by sea
A cold gray blanket
let few lights break free
Then the break of the century
saw new innovation
the birth of surreal life
startled the nation
The One of the four
grew fragile but sure
and the path he knew best
was aesthetic and pure
His chums were creative
in stillness and art
yet his soul was restless
between shoulders apart
The Two of the four
had a chord as his core
and a father who loved
to dance on the door
The tilt of his eyes
hung sad at a glance
behind them a knight stood
with a long electric lance
The Three of the four
made an early hospital tour
saw many sweet things
a few feet from the poor
A gift for carefree
He could play the fool
and provide a back beat
like the old classic cool
Last the Four of the four
quietly waited for sure
and when given the chance
revealed what’s in store
Behold the Dark Horse
Whose writings grew bold
and comes with him the sun
she’s something we’re told
Suddenly a sound cried out
across the sea , clean blue
surging tide swept them up
split our minds into two
Without warning it came
this wondrous key
Breaking down walls of old class
spilling all your mum’s tea
The cry seemed familiar
but had never been heard
all around the small pool
they spread the new word
The One of the four
first found number Two
while making them smile
and tapping his shoe
The Four of the four
a chap of old Two
he’s young and included
his talent was true
In order to make Four
They needed one more
Their Best was okay
But a Starr is a score
Too large for their pool
it swallowed them whole
then spit them right out
Four minds, Rubber Soul
See the states bitter tears
signal a turn of the page
recall where we all were
fixed on Ed’s grandest stage
The masses encircled them
a new world through new eyes
filling halls with vibrations
hear the stadiums loud cries
As the seasons moved swiftly
these four winds stirred change
from twists to a Sergeant
marvel the scope of this range
The limits of what’s possible
in a sleeve of square white
a blackbird’s sweet cry
in the dead of black night
New tensions arose
pressing hard days on the four
The separation of youth
laid out on the floor
The Four of the four
felt it most, he would say
the mask of contentment
a sad little play
Spiritual in nature
and steady of mind
wanting his own simple peace
the innermost kind
At the foot of the mountain
his journey could start
what the others most wanted
shared no place in his heart
Let tidy it up
he asked of all three
walk the painted train tracks
and let it just be
The appellation of genius
now had its note
taught the world about love
in music he wrote
The Three of the four
always sat in the wings
then proclaimed in the end
what now for the rings
What a glorious time
looking back, he would say
with an octupus in a garden
he begged us to stay
In a land of sea boats
with some help from the three
this man Billy Shears
spoke directly to me
The Two of the four
felt it last, he would say
To mother sweet Mary
he knelt down to pray
One day in the life
his heart torn between
the places he remembered
as far as yesterday it did seem
Jules can’t take this sad song
and turn it around
so get back on a rooftop
make an ending that’s sound
The mystery was magical
watching life still go on
he missed being together
he missed his friend John
The One of the four
felt it first, he would say
I’ve found her, the one
and we’ve gone our own way
He stayed up in bed
and began a revolution
where peace on our earth
is the only solution
He provided a real life
that was never his own
to a small fragile one
witness a man fully grown
Suddenly a voice cried out
a different kind of scream
when the nightmare eclipses
a wonderful dream
Left her, the One
to raise her small son
she knew what he imagined
could not be undone
A loss so severe
but a strength to revere
show me the words of their music
lead me winding back here
For in the end
take what you make
a love without equal
for all humanity’s sake.