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Paul McCartney wrote a song about this in 1966: Eleanor Rigby

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?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon no one will hear. No one comes near

Eleanor Rigby, Died in a church and was buried along with her name, nobody came. Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walked from the grave. No one was saved. All the lonely people. Where do they all come from

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