Hilarys Song by Niall James Holohan Lyrics
Once upon a time devoid of letters
Love was only ever beautiful
Sitting on our wall, a neighbourhood of weather
Weather that would overcome us all
If only I could fasten breath into the moment
We met over a broken Banzai tree
If only I was everything you ever wanted
And you were the only one for me
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band
You used to dream of opening a bakery
Something you could operate yourself
I'd lend a hand to make your dream a lively baby
Not that you would need the help
There was a time when we were powerful dreamers
But now the rueful rust's upon our gate
You used to make me feel that anything could happen
At any moment, if we'd faith
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band
Don't cut off your hair, baby
You need a pretty face to get away with that
I used to love how you were so impulsive
Now I wish you'd tuck it up in a hat
It's sadder too that you divide your time now
Between the happily damaged and those for whom nothing's sacred enough
All these people seeming to prefer a selfish challenge
To the ease and mediocrities of love
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band
Love was only ever beautiful
Sitting on our wall, a neighbourhood of weather
Weather that would overcome us all
If only I could fasten breath into the moment
We met over a broken Banzai tree
If only I was everything you ever wanted
And you were the only one for me
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band
You used to dream of opening a bakery
Something you could operate yourself
I'd lend a hand to make your dream a lively baby
Not that you would need the help
There was a time when we were powerful dreamers
But now the rueful rust's upon our gate
You used to make me feel that anything could happen
At any moment, if we'd faith
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band
Don't cut off your hair, baby
You need a pretty face to get away with that
I used to love how you were so impulsive
Now I wish you'd tuck it up in a hat
It's sadder too that you divide your time now
Between the happily damaged and those for whom nothing's sacred enough
All these people seeming to prefer a selfish challenge
To the ease and mediocrities of love
[Ben Kritikos]
Don't cut off all your hair
Save it all for your man
Tie it up with red ribbons
Mail it off to the band