Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Sybill Trelawney picks up the cups in the tower where a class has just been
Lives in a dream
Looks out the window, changing her voice she screams a prophecy out the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the crazy people
Where do they all belong ?
Alastor Moody writing the words of a lecture that no one will hear
Barty comes near.
Look at him working. Packing his socks in the night like there's nobody there
Barty doesn't care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the crazy people
Where do they all belong ?
Sybill Trelawny made a prediction about He-who-must-not-be-named
And how he was tamed
Alastor Moody, sitting alone in the bottom of a ratty-old chest
We all know the rest
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the crazy people
Where do they all belong ?