Thrice Eleanor Rigby Letras:
[Originally by Beatles]

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the
church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, wearing a face 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 of a
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sermon that no-one will hear,
No-one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the
night when there's nobody there,
What does he care?
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 along 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?
Letras: Eleanor Rigby Thrice [final]