[ABIGAIL, spoken]
This is our last song
It's the first song Shaun and I ever wrote together
(That was ten years ago now.)
We wrote it for me to sing after he's gone

[ABIGAIL]
I see your hand by your side
I take your hand, bring you outside
To see the glory of
The lights over Astoria
Those pictures you mounted by the door
I can't give you what you had before
I can sing Gloria
The lights over Astoria
I know you are alone
I know you can't come home
The bells ring
Angels rush in Through the town down the stair
In the cold and chilly air
The bells are ringing
Children singing out of key
In debris, happy in the front in the parking lots
The bells are ringing
Children singing welcome
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
I'll tell you about all the plans we've made
And the Thanksgiving Day Parade
And the glory of the lights over Astoria

Your papa's hearing aids slowly grow
Your brother's voice suddenly got low
They've set a place for you
Everyone's come home for you
Hold them all inside your chest
The lonely and the blessed
The bells ring
Angels rush in

[ALL]
Through the town down the stair
In the cold and chilly air
The bells are ringing
Children singing out of key
In debris, happy in the front in the parking lots
The bells are ringing
Children singing welcome home

[ABIGAIL, spoken]
So this is how we walk down the aisle
Into the storm
(Music starts to shift)

We say yes to sickness
We say yes to health

[SHAUN, spoken]
We say yes to richness and to brokeness

[ABIGAIL, spoken]
To salt and to snow

[SHAUN, spoken]
We say yes to the future
To futility
To trying

[ABIGAIL, spoken]
We say yes to death doing us part