I just love this song by Beatles
" Eleanor Rigby"
I look at all the lonely people
I 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 come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
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 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?
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All of us are poor lonely soul
waiting to be enlightened
waiting to be fulfilled
But no one can save us
except us
who allow love and care to flow into our heart
Observe people around us
Appreciate events that happen in our life
Be acceptance of everything that happen
Then you will find gratitude and love in you
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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