Elliot Project November Mourning
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
