All the Lonely People (Nost3 Remix)

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 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 Mackenzie, writing the words to 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 Mackenzie,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?
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
(Ah, look at all the lonely people).