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