In your Peace Tower
If there's a tiny cage for us,
We're Turtle Doves and exiled!
We cannot gatecrashed?
If invited only Madam!
We promise to sing in our soft cooing
The kind Master's Masterpiece!
'Eleanor Rigby' for those who have forgotten!
'I look at all the lonely people,
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
Where do they all belong? '
Eleanor Rigby, died in the church
And was buried along with her name
Nobody came?
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