honu

Eleanor RigbyAh, look at all the lonely peopleAh, look at all the lonely peopleEleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has beenLives in a dreamWaits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the doorWho is it for?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all belong?Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hearNo one comes nearLook at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody thereWhat does he care?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all belong?Ah, look at all the lonely peopleAh, look at all the lonely peopleEleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her nameNobody cameFather McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the graveNo one was savedAll the lonely people(Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all come from?All the lonely people(Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all belong?

Electric beauty

LET THE LIGHT SHINE IN!When the moon is in the Seventh HouseAnd Jupiter aligns with MarsThen peace will guide the planetsAnd love will steer the starsThis is the dawning of the Age of AquariusAge of AquariusAquariusAquariusHarmony and understandingSympathy and trust aboundingNo more falsehoods or derisionsGolden living dreams of visionsMystic crystal revelationAnd the mind’s true liberation, AquariusAquariusWhen the moon (when the moon) is in the Seventh HouseAnd Jupiter (Jupiter) aligns with MarsThen peace will guide the planetsAnd love will steer the starsThis is the dawning of the Age of AquariusAge of AquariusAquariusAquariusAquariusAquarius