(Eleanor Rigby)

Ah, look at all the manic people
And, look at all the depressed people

Eleanor’s Risky
Behaviour has her accessing gambling sites in the dark
Gives her a spark
Open another window
She’s living with extreme highs and she’s living with lows
Bipolar blows

All the manic people
Where do they all come from?
All the depressed people
Where do they all belong?

Pills in a bottle
Helps her to navigate her moods, a turbulent scene
A daily routine
Look at her suffering
With her manic laughter and her depressive tears
Echoing fears

All the manic people
Where do they all come from?
All the depressed people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the manic people
Ah, look at all the depressed people

Eleanor’s Risky
Behaviour, a dance in the dark, her partner the moon
A challenging tune
Treatment regime
Doctor’s notes, psychology referrals and therapy chairs
Eleanor’s cold stare

All the manic people
Where do they all come from? (Ah look at all the manic people)
All the depressed people
Where do they all belong? (Ah, look at all the depressed people.)