Arrive in Northern Ireland with breeze from Liverpool, its heavy to leave everything in such a short while, like you intend to erase your memory for this past 3 months.
Sadly, my journey in Liverpool ends at John Lennon, who was killed by a mad fans on 1980.
Yesterday, I was still at Marybone packing and joking with friends, now the journey only left three of us.
The airport is a nightmare for me, I have to throw every single notes I have in Liverpool in order to pass the weight counter.
Finally, Ireland, little have I known from Enya, but here I am standing on the ground of Ireland.
Yesterday - Beatles
yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay oh,
i believe in yesterday.
suddenly, i'm not half the man i used to be
there's a shadow hanging over me.
oh, yesterday came suddenly.
why she had to go i don't know
she wouldn't say. i said something wrong,
now i long for yesterday.
yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
now i need a place to hide away
oh, i believe in yesterday.
why she had to go i don't know she wouldn't say
i said something wrong,
now i long for yesterday.
yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
now i need a place to hide away
oh, i believe in yesterday....
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