This town is quiet in this November mourning.   It rained it poured as angels folded their wings and wept for you.      And all of heavens stars they shined for you as you make your way back home.      I’ll see your face waiting on the other side to greet me   I’ll see your smile waiting on the other side to greet me      Don’t look back let the light guide you on.   To a paradise, free of everything that ever held you back.      And all of the angels they sing “Don’t worry, your in good hands now.”