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The music video is more or less a continuation to the poem. So please play it when cued in the poem text and continue enjoying the music and lyrics. 

Another bar unceremoniously has ‘asked’ him to leave
His limits he knows - to stupefy with liquor is his goal yet
Her face haunting his sleepless night yet again -  he can’t conceive
He must anesthetize his brain of her loving memories to forget

He’s on a path of destruction - a state he cannot shake
Try as he may he faces dark despair, an insurmountable wall
His work in crisis, crucial decisions he cannot make
To clear the grey clouds he seeks ‘solace’, in the depths of alcohol 

He stumbles into a bar that’s a blast from past days
A musty smell assaults his nostrils as he shoves through the ingress
Orange and brown 70s décor - opposing colors through smoky haze
Décor no option - seeks intoxication to take him to his abyss

Like a man seeking survival he stumbles on unsteady feet
A beautiful barmaid hurries over - he rudely indicates with a grunt
Tosses a tenner on the counter and orders a double scotch neat
And tells her to keep them coming till he’s almost blind drunk

She looks into his eyes as she hands him his drink and change
Though intoxicated he feels her power probes his soul
Shards of ice in crystal blue, contempt evident in her withering gaze
Thinks he…’ ‘A classy looking dame acting the Diva in this dingy hole?’

On this sweltering night, near his bed he senses a presence
The moonlight streaming through the window snaps him awake
A woman - Even with closed eyes he knows her permeating essence
Reawakened urges makes him do a double take

A different woman though - he struggles to drag back a memory
He knows her from somewhere - his inebriated brain still a blur
Piercing blue eyes not of ice, emphatic, inviting, bewitchingly sensory
An aspiration in the whisper of the night his mind to concur

She comes to his dreams surrounded in light night after night
An Angel’s touch - Sensory overload- an Erotic Rippling Wave
A visual perception a window into his soul in view and full sight
Breaking down walls of sad memories he had futilely tried to save

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A day comes he has an urge to meet her - clear headed - face to face
With a rose behind his back, he shyly approaches the bar
Straight from work in his best suit, completely sober every hair in place
She smiles, her eyes now warm and welcoming from afar

She’s the projected apparition in his dreams
He knows he’s come Home

Music video and vocal by Mark Vincent, a brilliant 23 year old Australian singer, performing Halo. (C) 
Published on Oct 28, 2013
2013 Sony Music Entertainment Australia Pty Ltd. 

If the video link does not play in your country, please try copying and pasting the link below on you tube - thanks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nj_zn6LBtbs
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