Courtesy of Mr. Richard Harris from “The Yard Went On Forever”, written by Mr. Jimmy Webb and released in the year of our Lord 1968:
“And a man could have a boy, and a boy could have a dog, and there weren’t any subways, and there wasn’t any smog——–and the yard went on forever.”
Caustic, I think, is the word that best describes the feeling those lines evoke. The sweet simplicity, the honest yearning for—what? Perhaps simplicity and honesty themselves.