Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine

She left on time She’s orbiting space Her lungs got tied In a shoelace Then, she lost her consciousness And swirled in a haze Sank to the bottomless With a desperate gaze It was not mundane It was calculated Such a beautiful brain But it disintegrated Oh, Eleanor! Eleanor! Your soul got beaten Your path uneven And if no one is keeping score We’ll sing and guard the door She lived in a time She had no place Oh, Lord, let the pain subside! In this empty race At least she tried At least she tried With a wavering faith It was not mundane It was calculated Such a beautiful brain But it disintegrated Oh, Eleanor! Eleanor! Your heart got beaten Your path uneven But if you want to be more We’ll sing and guard the door.