I wrote that song for my wife, and it's what some guy who's sitting under a tree would be singing to the woman of his life, telling her how wonderful she is. To me, that's more lasting than something that sounds like it belongs on a movie soundtrack.
Sooner or later the arm goes bad. It has to... Sooner or later you have to start pitching in pain.
Amazingly when you add life and consciousness to the equation you can actually explain some of the biggest puzzles of science.

