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de The Fray

Eleanor rigby picks up the rice in the church where the wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits by the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Father mckenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no one will hear,
No one is near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there,
Nobody cares

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor rigby died in the church and was buried alone with her name.
Nobody came.
Father mckenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.
No one was saved.

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

And all the lonely people, where do they all come from?
And all the lonely people, where do they all belong?

And all the lonely people, where do they all come from?
And all the lonely people, where do they all belong?

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