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Thursday 4 November 2010

Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles



LYRICS:
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 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?

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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"wearing the face that she keeps in a jar" I think this is a really strong image - the image of a jar on a bedside table that's next to a door, with a ghostly, misty face floating within the jar.


"wiping the dirt from his hands" This image could have several different, deeper meanings behind it, for example, the act of brushing dirt off of your hands could be seen as an act of relief from a burden, or a final act as a sort of "curtains closing"

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