Even the Babe didn't bat a thousand. I don't really care if songs I like are profound or not. "Wild Mountain Thyme" (on occasion Time) is beautiful. The Irish song "Maggie" can get a tear outta me because it grabs my heart. The Italian "Io Vagabondo" is touching. "Baby Blue" by Badfinger just plain rocks. Dylan's "Hard Rain" is deeply moving. "I Want to Hold Your Hand" speaks to the desire every teenager has--OK, you know what I mean, it ain't the hand but it IS. "Farewell to Nova Scotia" works. None of these are profound. Now, much of the poetry of Ezra Pound is profound. Problem is, I don't understand it. The songs above I understand. Nothing profound about "Maybelline" or "Roll Over Beethoven", but they are damn good. And sometime give a listen to The Royal Scots Dragoon Guards rendition of "Amazing Grace" or Kenny Rogers' "Twenty Years Ago." They are all lots of things, but I don't see that profound has to enter into it.