I’ve been reading Paul McCartney’s recent book, The Lyrics: 1956 to the Present and I don’t have the words for how deeply moving it is.
In his book, Paul describes how the leylines under Glastonbury gave him quite a sensation. I’m attaching a performance from this site to see if we can pick up on it.
After reading Paul’s new book, I’ll never hear Eleanor Rigby the same. Something very spooky has been going on. I really feel terrible for not knowing what I didn’t know. I’m definitely looking for forgiveness even though I really was doing my best. I was so resentful and frustrated and >SUBVERTED< and I should’ve been a lot more sensitive.
I saw my nonfuture as that of Eleonor Rigby and my revolt did come out of that in part. I was in poor health and I felt I was buried alive with no chance to ever succeed or stand on my own. I WAS CERTAIN “they” were not going to ALLOW me to have any real material success and I’ve finally proven the truth of that.
I thought provoking the biggest murderers on the planet would be preferable to the situation I was in. It was a sort of suicide attempt that didn’t work out like I expected. I would rather go down swinging - if I must go down - than go on living the sad fate of that song. We must feel our chains in order to figure out how to lose them!
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I've Got a Feeling lyrics
The Beatles
I've got a feeling
A feeling deep inside, oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah, that's right)
I've got a feeling
A feeling I can't hide, oh, no, no
Oh, no
Oh, no
Yeah, yeah, I've got a feeling, yeah
Oh, please, believe me
I'd hate to miss the train, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
And if you leave me
I won't be late again, oh, no
Oh, no
Oh, no
Yeah, yeah, I've got a feeling, yeah
I got a feeling
All these years I've been wandering around
Wondering how come nobody told me
All that I was looking for was somebody who looked like you
I've got a feeling
That keeps me on my toes, oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) Oh, yeah
I've got a feeling
I think that everybody knows, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I have got a feeling, yeah
Everybody had a hard year
Everybody had a good time
Everybody had a wet dream
Everybody saw the sun shine
Oh, yeah, (oh, yeah) oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Everybody had a good year
Everybody let their hair down
Everybody pulled their socks up (yeah)
Everybody put their foot down, oh, yeah
(Yeah)
(Woo-hoo!)
I've got a feeling (Everybody had a good year)
A feeling deep inside, oh, yeah (Everybody had a hard time)
(Everybody had a wet dream) Oh, yeah
(Everybody saw the sunshine)
I've got a feeling (Everybody had a good year)
A feeling I can't hide, oh, no (Everybody let their hair down)
(Everybody pulled their socks up) Oh no, no
(Everybody put their foot down, oh, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
I've got a feeling (oh, yeah)
I've got a feeling (oh, yeah)
I've got a feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, my soul)
(So hard)
Eleanor Rigby 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 the 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 Mackenzie
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?
All the lonely people (all the lonely people)
All the lonely people (all the lonely people)
All the lonely people (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
All the lonely people, hmm
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)