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Oh, beautiful, for spacious skies, amber waves of grain, and purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain.

“It isn’t hard to do—nothing to kill or die for, no religion too.” The message imagines “all the people” living “life no possessions,” replacing greed with a world where “the world will live as one.” It asks, “I wonder if you can.”

Oh, beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain, for purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain.

I am very tired of saying goodbye. When I look inside, I see a lot of things. Let's take a look.

Let's spread love and stop hurting each other over differences. Love conquers hate. Tell the person next to you that you love them. We welcome everyone, no matter how you look or what you believe in. Let's sing together and celebrate life.

Birds flying high evoke a feeling of well-being. The sun in the sky elicits the same emotion. A drifting breeze also contributes to this feeling. The speaker describes the present as a new dawn, a new day, and a new life. The speaker concludes by stating they are feeling good.

The speaker states they used to rush through mornings, not noticing small details like swaying flowers. They claim that since meeting someone, even small things feel okay. The speaker concludes that this person didn't change the world, but changed their everyday life.

The speaker says they used to think happiness was a destination, a finish line, but it is not; happiness comes from “the little things” and “quiet moments,” described through everyday sounds and scenes. They mention coffee on the porch as the sun comes up, rain filling an empty cup, and a song on the radio they used to know—playing softly while the world moves slow. They explain they spent many years chasing “the grand design” and missing “the little blessings” right before their eyes. Now they are slowing down, taking in the view, and finding joy in simple things they “never knew.” They describe “the simple things” as “the quiet gold,” including the hand to hold when night gets cold, the morning light and the evening, and moments received “from my mama on a Sunday night.” They also mention the way the stars look when the sky is right, a good book waiting by the fireplace, and the lines of laughter on someone’s face. The speaker contrasts previous beliefs with a new perspective: they used to think they needed “diamonds and pearls,” but they needed “a simpler world” instead. They say they are “rich in the things that money can’t buy” and are finally seeing life through “grateful eyes.” They repeat that “the simple things” include the quiet gold, the hand to hold when the night gets cold, the morning light, and the evening, along with the peace found on “bended knees.” The speaker describes stopping the urge to climb ladders that led to the sky and instead planting gardens that fed their soul. They say the harvest came “in a thousand little ways,” and conclude that “the simple things are the glory days.”

Oh, beautiful for spacious skies, amber waves of grain, and purple mountains.

In the morning when I wake and the sun is coming through. Oh, you feel my lungs of sweetness. To you?

Underneath the stars tonight, the moon is shining bright; in this beautiful night, the speaker finds their guiding light.

Good morning, USA! It's going to be a wonderful day. The sun is smiling in the sky, saluting the American race. Oh, boy, it's well to say, "Good morning, USA!"

Birds and stars fall from the sky as angels dance and create dreams. They sprinkle magic, making dreams come true, just like me.

Speaker 0 wants to buy the world a home and furnish it with love. The speaker also wants to grow apple trees, honey bees, and snow white turtledoves.

Birds flying high, sun in the sky, breeze drifting on by—that's how I feel. It's a new dawn, a new day, a new life for me, and I'm feeling good.

Oh, beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain, for purple mountain majesties.

The speaker says they used to think happiness was a destination, a finish line, but it’s not. They define happiness as “the little things” and “quiet moments,” describing specific sounds and scenes: coffee on the porch as the sun comes up, rain filling an empty cup, and a familiar soft song on the radio while “the world moves slow.” They say they spent many years chasing “the grand design,” missing “little blessings right before my eyes.” After slowing down and taking in the view, they find joy in simple things they “never knew.” They describe these as “simple things, the quiet gold,” including the hand to hold when night gets cold, the morning light, and evening moments from “my mama on a Sunday night.” They also mention the stars when the sky is right, a good book waiting by the fireplace, and laughter lines on “my agent face.” The speaker contrasts old beliefs with a new perspective: they used to think they needed “diamonds and pearls,” but “Turns out I just needed a simpler world.” They claim they are “rich in the things that money can’t buy” and that they are “finally seeing life through grateful eyes.” They repeat the theme of simple things as “the quiet gold,” reaffirming the comfort of holding hands, the peace found in prayer (“the peace I found on my bended knees”), and “simple, simple things.” They describe changing their behavior by stopping “climbing ladders that led to the sky” and instead planting “gardens that fed my soul,” saying the harvest came “in a thousand little ways.” They conclude that “the simple things are the glory days,” reinforcing the idea that everyday, ordinary moments are where lasting fulfillment is found.

Imagine no heaven or hell, only sky, and all people living for today. Imagine no countries, nothing to kill or die for, and no religion. Imagine all the people living life in peace. Imagine no possessions, no need for greed or hunger, and a brotherhood of man sharing all the world. The speaker acknowledges being called a dreamer, but hopes others will join in this vision, and the world will live as one.

Speaker 0: And are you coming to the tree, burned eyeglass of hope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here, no stranger would appear. If we met

Everyone knows, everyone knows that I love you, everyone knows, no need to ask, so much love to give, smile my baby.

Birds flying high, sun in the sky, breeze drifting on by.

Jeff Daniels argues that decency, civility, respect for the rule of law, and reverence for institutions larger than individuals—“including the office of the presidency, which is different than a monarchy”—should matter, and that the economy is the first priority, as Carville said: “It just is.” He suggests that people may realize it wasn’t worth it and question whether we have to treat people that way, referencing a meme of a president “flying with the crown and the, you know, spewing excrement all over the people down below.” He questions whether historical figures would have acted similarly, asking, “Would Lincoln have done that?” and noting, “Nixon wouldn’t have done it. Reagan wouldn’t have done it. Bush wouldn’t have done it.” He adds that people in the Midwest still value decency and civility and aren’t swayed by what happens on the coast, saying, “We’ve got a chip on our shoulder about that.” He mentions that this is a song he wrote called Crazy World, which he uses to cope. The host prompts, “Okay. Let’s hear it.” Daniels performs the song Crazy World, describing scenes and emotions with lines such as: “I’ve seen a young girl smiling. It’s something he just said. I watched him fall into her pretty green eyes. His cheeks turned Valentine red.” He continues, “I’ve seen an old man walking with his wife by his side. I watched him reach down, take her hand, damned if I didn’t cry.” He sings, “This crazy world’s gone crazy. Who am I to judge? It’s nice to know in a world full of hate, there’s someone out there still making love.” He mentions having seen “a dog’s tail wagon. I’ve seen a grandchild run. I’ve sung along to a day breaking dawn in a 100,007 songs,” and observes “a door held open. I’ve seen strangers shaking hands.” He recalls “a kiss from that old flame she missed last a little longer than planned,” notes “a prayer get answered,” and remarks, “I’m proud to say I’ve seen the Milky Way winking at the man in the moon.” He adds “I’ve seen a dozen roses. I’ve seen a heart on a sleeve,” and concludes with, “This crazy world’s gone crazy. Who am I to judge? It’s nice to know in a world full of hate, there’s someone out there.” The host responds, “We needed that. We all needed that.” He notes there’s no reaction from the crew, then asks Daniels to return and sing again. Daniels agrees. The host closes, “Thank you. Will you come back? Will you sing to us? That’d be great. Jeff Daniels. Thank you so much for being here.”

Zip a dee doo dah, zip a dee air, it's a wonderful day with plenty of sunshine. Mister bluebird is on my shoulder. It's the truth, it's actual. Everything is satisfactory. It's a wonderful feeling.

The speaker expresses joy and contentment, referencing sunshine and a bluebird. They mention "Zippity do die" and "Mister Bluebird, on my shoulder, it's the truth," attributing the sentiment to old Satchmo. The speaker then says "Zip the DNA. Yeah. That's natural."

Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains within the sound of silence. In restless dreams, I walked alone. Narrow streets of cobblestone