Home Actor John Lennon HD Photos and Wallpapers December 2023 John Lennon Instagram - ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. 🔵 It’s one of the best lyrics I’ve written. In fact, it could be the best. It’s good poetry, or whatever you call it, without chewing it. See, the ones I like are the ones that stand as words without melody. They don’t have to have any melody, like a poem you can read them. I was lying next to my first wife in bed, you know, and I was irritated. She must have been going on and on about something and she’d gone to sleep and I’d kept hearing these words over and over, flowing like an endless stream. I went downstairs and it turned into sort of a cosmic song rather than an irritated song, rather than a, ‘Why are you always mouthing off at me?’ or whatever, right? But the words stand, luckily, by themselves. They were purely inspirational and were given to me as 'boom!' I don’t own it, you know; it came through like that. I don’t know where it came from, what meter it’s in, and I’ve sat down and looked at it and said, ‘Can I write another one with this meter?’ It’s so interesting: ‘Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe.’ Such an extraordinary meter and I can never repeat it! It’s not a matter of craftsmanship, it wrote itself. It drove me out of bed. I didn’t want to write it, I was just slightly irritable and I went downstairs and I couldn’t get to sleep until I put it on paper, and then I went to sleep. It’s like being possessed, like a psychic or a medium. The thing has to go down. It won’t let you sleep, so you have to get up, make it into something, and then you’re allowed to sleep. That’s always in the middle of the bloody night, when you’re half awake or tired and your critical facilities are switched off.

John Lennon Instagram – ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. 🔵 It’s one of the best lyrics I’ve written. In fact, it could be the best. It’s good poetry, or whatever you call it, without chewing it. See, the ones I like are the ones that stand as words without melody. They don’t have to have any melody, like a poem you can read them. I was lying next to my first wife in bed, you know, and I was irritated. She must have been going on and on about something and she’d gone to sleep and I’d kept hearing these words over and over, flowing like an endless stream. I went downstairs and it turned into sort of a cosmic song rather than an irritated song, rather than a, ‘Why are you always mouthing off at me?’ or whatever, right? But the words stand, luckily, by themselves. They were purely inspirational and were given to me as ‘boom!’ I don’t own it, you know; it came through like that. I don’t know where it came from, what meter it’s in, and I’ve sat down and looked at it and said, ‘Can I write another one with this meter?’ It’s so interesting: ‘Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe.’ Such an extraordinary meter and I can never repeat it! It’s not a matter of craftsmanship, it wrote itself. It drove me out of bed. I didn’t want to write it, I was just slightly irritable and I went downstairs and I couldn’t get to sleep until I put it on paper, and then I went to sleep. It’s like being possessed, like a psychic or a medium. The thing has to go down. It won’t let you sleep, so you have to get up, make it into something, and then you’re allowed to sleep. That’s always in the middle of the bloody night, when you’re half awake or tired and your critical facilities are switched off.

John Lennon Instagram - ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. 🔵 It’s one of the best lyrics I’ve written. In fact, it could be the best. It’s good poetry, or whatever you call it, without chewing it. See, the ones I like are the ones that stand as words without melody. They don’t have to have any melody, like a poem you can read them. I was lying next to my first wife in bed, you know, and I was irritated. She must have been going on and on about something and she’d gone to sleep and I’d kept hearing these words over and over, flowing like an endless stream. I went downstairs and it turned into sort of a cosmic song rather than an irritated song, rather than a, ‘Why are you always mouthing off at me?’ or whatever, right? But the words stand, luckily, by themselves. They were purely inspirational and were given to me as 'boom!' I don’t own it, you know; it came through like that. I don’t know where it came from, what meter it’s in, and I’ve sat down and looked at it and said, ‘Can I write another one with this meter?’ It’s so interesting: ‘Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe.’ Such an extraordinary meter and I can never repeat it! It’s not a matter of craftsmanship, it wrote itself. It drove me out of bed. I didn’t want to write it, I was just slightly irritable and I went downstairs and I couldn’t get to sleep until I put it on paper, and then I went to sleep. It’s like being possessed, like a psychic or a medium. The thing has to go down. It won’t let you sleep, so you have to get up, make it into something, and then you’re allowed to sleep. That’s always in the middle of the bloody night, when you’re half awake or tired and your critical facilities are switched off.

John Lennon Instagram – ACROSS THE UNIVERSE. 🔵
It’s one of the best lyrics I’ve written. In fact, it could be the best. It’s good poetry, or whatever you call it, without chewing it. See, the ones I like are the ones that stand as words without melody. They don’t have to have any melody, like a poem you can read them.

I was lying next to my first wife in bed, you know, and I was irritated. She must have been going on and on about something and she’d gone to sleep and I’d kept hearing these words over and over, flowing like an endless stream. I went downstairs and it turned into sort of a cosmic song rather than an irritated song, rather than a, ‘Why are you always mouthing off at me?’ or whatever, right?

But the words stand, luckily, by themselves. They were purely inspirational and were given to me as ‘boom!’ I don’t own it, you know; it came through like that. I don’t know where it came from, what meter it’s in, and I’ve sat down and looked at it and said, ‘Can I write another one with this meter?’

It’s so interesting: ‘Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe.’ Such an extraordinary meter and I can never repeat it! It’s not a matter of craftsmanship, it wrote itself. It drove me out of bed. I didn’t want to write it, I was just slightly irritable and I went downstairs and I couldn’t get to sleep until I put it on paper, and then I went to sleep.

It’s like being possessed, like a psychic or a medium. The thing has to go down. It won’t let you sleep, so you have to get up, make it into something, and then you’re allowed to sleep. That’s always in the middle of the bloody night, when you’re half awake or tired and your critical facilities are switched off. | Posted on 27/Nov/2023 04:24:55

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John Lennon Instagram – NORWEGIAN WOOD (THIS BIRD HAS FLOWN). 🔴
‘Norwegian Wood’ is my song completely. It was about a little affair I’d been having. I was very careful and paranoid because I didn’t want my wife Cyn to know that there really was something going on outside of the household, so I was trying to be sophisticated in writing about an affair. But in such a smokescreen way that you couldn’t tell whether it was real or it was another Beatle story. I don’t know how I got to ‘Norwegian Wood’ – the actual title. It was the first sitar used on a pop record and I specifically asked George to play the sitar on the record. 

NORWEGIAN WOOD (THIS BIRD HAS FLOWN).
I once had a girl
Or should I say she once had me
She showed me her room
Isn’t it good Norwegian wood

She asked me to stay
And she told me to sit anywhere
So I looked around 
And I noticed there wasn’t a chair

I sat on a rug
Biding my time drinking her wine
We talked until two
And then she said, ‘It’s time for bed’

She told me she worked in the morning
And started to laugh
I told her I didn’t
And crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke I was alone
This bird had flown
So I lit a fire isn’t it good 
Norwegian wood

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