“Indicação” nº 12 do dia:

Help

Help! I need somebody
Help! Not just anybody
Help! You know I need someone
Help!

When I was younger so much younger than today
I never needed anybody’s help in any way
But now these days are gone
I’m not so self assured
Now I find I’ve changed my mind
I’ve opened up the doors

Help me if you can I’m feeling down
And I do appreciate you being

“Indicação” nº 24 do dia:

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 a 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?

Ah, look at all the lonely people!
Ah, look at all the lonely people!

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?