July 4th, 2012
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes. Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies. The wind is low, the birds will sing, that you are part of ev’rything. Dear Prudence, won’t you open up your eyes?
The Beatles

Dear Prudence, open up your eyes. 
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies. 
The wind is low, the birds will sing, 
that you are part of ev’rything. 
Dear Prudence, won’t you open up your eyes?

The Beatles