The Letter Writer Page #5

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you did for me.

[instrumental music]

I just want you to be happy,

make good choices.

[instrumental music]

I love you, baby.

MAGGY:
Come, thou fount

of every blessing

Come, thou fount of every blessing

Tune my heart to sing thy grace

Streams of mercy never ceasing

Call for songs of loudest praise

I'm sorry.

He passed away this morning.

No, he was feeling better.

He was supposed to be released

at the end of the week.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry.

[instrumental music]

[crying]

[instrumental music]

No birthday surprise party.

He had a good life.

And he went out on a high note.

You think so?

I know so.

He was very impressed with you

and thought of you as an apprentice.

He wanted you to continue his work.

But I'm not a letter writer.

I can't write like he did.

Don't worry, you'll know what to do.

Let's sing our song.

It'll cheer us up.

Sam would have liked that.

I'm sorry, I just... I really don't

feel like singing today.

[instrumental music]

...I am the resurrection, amen.

[instrumental music]

[rock music]

Bring down the house,

you lost me in shadow

We're breathing it now,

run from the day glow.

Turn to react...

That's my song.

They're playing my song.

Feeling so bad,

it's burning, we're fleeing

Deep, deep in ash,

falls like a powder

Photos and cash,

it doesn't matter

MAGGY:
Kimmy.

You know...life is like a mirror.

And what you see is eventually

what you're going to get.

And at some point it all reflects

back on you.

I saw you at the concert.

It hurt.

But I have to admit, you were great.

I think the band is really lucky

to have you.

I really hope you find

what you're looking for.

I think I understand now what Sam

was trying to teach me.

And what was that?

He didn't want me to be a letter writer.

He wanted me to use my own talent

to bless other people's lives

just like he did with his.

- And I know what that is now.

- You do?

It's my voice.

That's my talent.

I love to sing, I just never used it

for good or to help others.

You knew it all along, didn't you?

And Sam probably did, too.

That's why you asked me

to join the choir.

I love the choir,

and I love singing with you.

I have something for you.

Sam wanted you to have this,

as soon as you were ready.

You are ready now.

[instrumental music]

SAM:
"Dear Maggy, I have been blessed

with your presence in my life.

Now that I'm gone, it's time

to pass on to you this key.

It is a symbol of your ability to unlock

any door on your path to happiness.

It represents a golden key

of opportunity and potential.

Choose wisely.

You probably weren't aware of it,

but this key has been with you all your life.

You just haven't learned to use it yet.

Whatever you want to accomplish in your life,

you have the key to do so.

It is the same key

that allows you to find happiness

and fulfillment in this life.

And with which you

can bless others.

Always remember that this key is

yours and yours alone.

Whenever you find yourself blaming

others for your circumstances,

look at the key.

It cannot be taken away from you.

You alone decide, which doors to open

and which paths to take.

This is the gift of your life and you alone

hold the key to it."

[instrumental music]

"Lightning splintered across

the putty colored sky

and the Captain had a foreboding sense

that he should have

turned the sailboat around sooner."

And why should I let you do that?

Because I know that I can do better.

I can be better.

I just really want to make my mom proud.

All right.

Let me see what I can do.

Praise the mount,

I'm fixed upon it

Mount of thy redeeming love

[playing guitar]

[instrumental music]

RECORDING OF MAGGGY: "Lightning

splintered across the putty colored sky

and the Captain had a foreboding sense

that he should have

turned the sailboat around sooner.

One of the local fishermen had warned him

earlier that it would be a full moon..."

[instrumental music]

[knocks on window]

[instrumental music]

Praise the mount,

I'm fixed upon it

Mount of thy redeeming love

We brought some milk

and apple pie for you.

Thank you.

And here is your personal invitation.

I hope you can make it.

My mom says I'm doing a lot better

and I'm going to be able

to go home soon.

That's the greatest news

I've ever heard, Michael.

And guess what?

My hair is gonna grow back, too.

[practicing guitar]

[sighs]

[knock on door]

Hey.

You're still up?

Do you think you'll be able

to make it tomorrow?

I'm going to do my best

to get off work.

But you know how they can be.

Thank you, Mom.

Thank you for not giving up on me.

It's all right.

I wish things could be different.

I wish we still had a happy home

and I could support you more.

And honey, I am so sorry that your dad

and I got divorced

and you've had to go

through all this.

We can still have a happy home.

I feel really lucky that you're my mom.

[instrumental music]

KIMMY:
Okay, guys, bam it out on three.

GIRLS:
One, two, three, bam it out!

(laughing)

You ready?

- Yeah.

- Let's do it.

And with this program ,

we wish you a Happy Thanksgiving.

Thank you.

[applause]

[pop music]

[applause]

[girls talking excitedly]

[applause]

And now we have a special performance

from one of our students,

Maggy Fuller.

[applause]

[mic feedback]

I want to dedicate this song to Sam,

who showed me the key to happiness.

And to Michael, whose beautiful spirit

can never be broken.

And to my mom, who works tirelessly

and puts up with me

and never gets anything in return.

I love you, Mom.

[playing guitar]

You're a flower blooming in the new dawn.

The colors 'round the setting sun,

a candle in the dark.

And you're every sailor's

beacon on the shore.

You're every perfect metaphor.

There's a culminating

action of a song.

Sometimes there are miracles

and our hands do the job.

And for every action,

you move these things along.

Everything you do moves

these along.

Angels are hiding

in the motions of humans.

Angels are around to help us all.

We are angels hiding

in the bones of humans.

Helping all these miracles along.

There's a golden key

that opens any lock.

The path to get the thing you want

is never really blocked.

And you're every person's

escort to the door.

And every other person is yours.

Every other person is yours.

Angels are hiding

in the motions of humans.

Angels are around to help us all.

We are angels hiding

in the bones of humans.

Helping all these miracles along.

[vocalizing, instrumental music]

Angels are hiding

in the motions of humans.

Angels are around to help us all.

We are angels hiding

in the bones of humans.

Helping all these miracles along.

Along.

[applause, cheering]

[instrumental music]

Honey, that was...

That was so beautiful.

[instrumental music]

Thank you, Mom.

For everything.

[instrumental music]

"Dear Sam.

You left us, and we miss you a lot.

But we can still feel

your presence and love.

We have come here today

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