Eleanor Rigby’s Silent Song

She stands behind a pane of broken glass,

Beholding a world beyond her prison.

It's so lonely inside her emptiness.

Outside people are laughing and playing,

Living bright lives with glowing faces, lit

With the spark of life that she lost so long

Ago.   This was the house where she died, old and

Alone, waiting for the man who left her;

Wasn't ever coming back, but still she stays

Loyal, because he promised to make her

An honest woman, putting a diamond

Ring upon her finger, never taking

It off, belonging to her forever.

Eternity was broken with the glass.