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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 the face
that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
Father McKenzie, writing the words
of a 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 belong?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
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 belong?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
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- To Be Everywhere Is to Be Nowhere
- Anthology
- Miscellaneous
- Major/Minor
- Beggars
- The Alchemy Index Vols. III & IV: Air & Earth
- The Alchemy Index Vols. I & II: Fire & Water
- Vheissu
- The Artist in the Ambulance
- The Illusion Of Safety
- Identity Crisis
- The Artist In The Ambulence
- Illusion of Safety
- Live At The House Of Blues
- The Alchemy Index Vols. III & IV
- First Impressions
- The Alchemy Index: Vol. I & II
- If We Could Only See Us Now
- Live From The Apple Store
- Death From Above