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