F C A Dm A# F C
F C A Dm
this song is for abigale at the top of the stairs
A# F C
she is blowing spit bubbles off into the air
F C A Dm
to her sweet mother helga who has showed us a walk
A# F C
the sounds of her coughing now rest in her coffin
A# Dm
who is sinking along with the dirt
C
may us all be so lucky to spend our days swimming in her
F C A Dm A# F C
F C A Dm
this heart is for abigale she is shivering and cold
A# F C
warm thoughts of her mother deep under the snow
A# Dm
with handfulls of dirt in the air
C
she said i will sow our limbs together if i have to
F C
F C
F C
and i'd like to set flames to all of those memories
F C
that place the spotlight over all of her injuries
F C
though we can exist with some otherlying symmetries
A# Dm
though abigale will always stay the same
C F
just over and over and over and over and over
F C A Dm A# F C x2