Crossing the Bar
...the "yay, I'm getting married" and not "I'm going to die" version
Lyrics by Aaron Liechty

November comes the evening falls,
I heard you calling me.
May a strong wind carry our boat far,
As we put out to sea.

As we put out to sea,
As we put out to sea,
May a strong wind carry our boat far,
As we put out to sea.

And though dark tides may pull us far from home,
From great lakes and black pools,
May that which called from out the sound and foam
At the close, be with us still.

At the close, be with us still,
At the close, be with us still.
May that which called from out the sound and foam
At the close, be with us still.

And may our songs go out across the waves,
May morning always follow the dark,
May there be gladness and fair winds,
As we embark.

As we embark,
As we embark,
May there be gladness and fair winds,
As we embark.

For though from out our homes, this time and place
The flood may bear us far,
May the voice we heard as children call us still,
When we have crossed the bar.

When we have crossed the bar,
When we have crossed the bar,
May the voice we heard as children call us still,
When we have crossed the bar.