Post No. 64 All the Lonely People

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Elanor 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? ~ The Beattles - Elanor Rigby