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The phone slips from a loose grip

Words were missed then, some apology

I didn`t want to tell you this

No, it`s just some guy she`s been hanging out with

I don`t know, the past couple weeks I guess

Well, thank you and hang up the phone

Let the funeral start

Hear the casket close

Let`s pin split-black ribbon to your overcoat

Well, laughter pours from under doors

In this house, I don`t understand that sound no more

It seems artificial, like a T.V. set

Well, haligh, haligh, haligh, haligh

This weight it must be satisfied

You offer only one reply

You know not what you do

But you tear and tear your hair from roots

From that same head you have twice removed now

A lock of hair you said would prove

Our love would never die

Well ha ha ha

I remember everything

The words we spoke on freezing South Street

And all those mornings watching you get ready for school

You combed your hair inside that mirror

The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears

Something about those bright colors

would always make you feel better

But now we speak with ruined tongues

And the words we say aren`t meant for anyone

It`s just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance

But there was once you

You said you hate my suffering

And you understood

And you`d take care of me

You`d always be there

Well where are you now?

Haligh, haligh, haligh, haligh

The plans were never finalized

But left to hang like yarn and twine

Dangling before my eyes

As you tear and tear your hair from roots

From that same head you have twice removed

A lock of hair you said would prove

Our love would never die

And I sing and sing of awful things

The pleasure that my sadness brings

As my fingers press onto the strings

In yet another clumsy chord

Haligh, haligh, an awful lie

This weight will now be satisfied

I`m gonna give you only one reply

I know not who I am

But I talk in the mirror

To the stranger that appears

Our conversations are circles

Always one sided

Nothing is clear

Except we keep coming back

To this meaning that I lack

He says the choices were given

Now I must live them

Or just not live

But do you want that?

The phone slips from a loose grip

Words were missed then, some apology

I didn`t want to tell you this

No, it`s just some guy she`s been hanging out with

I don`t know, the past couple weeks I guess

Well, thank you and hang up the phone

Let the funeral start

Hear the casket close

Let`s pin split-black ribbon to your overcoat

Well, laughter pours from under doors

In this house, I don`t understand that sound no more

It seems artificial, like a T.V. set

Well, haligh, haligh, haligh, haligh

This weight it must be satisfied

You offer only one reply

You know not what you do

But you tear and tear your hair from roots

From that same head you have twice removed now

A lock of hair you said would prove

Our love would never die

Well ha ha ha

I remember everything

The words we spoke on freezing South Street

And all those mornings watching you get ready for school

You combed your hair inside that mirror

The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears

Something about those bright colors

would always make you feel better

But now we speak with ruined tongues

And the words we say aren`t meant for anyone

It`s just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance

But there was once you

You said you hate my suffering

And you understood

And you`d take care of me

You`d always be there

Well where are you now?

Haligh, haligh, haligh, haligh

The plans were never finalized

But left to hang like yarn and twine

Dangling before my eyes

As you tear and tear your hair from roots

From that same head you have twice removed

A lock of hair you said would prove

Our love would never die

And I sing and sing of awful things

The pleasure that my sadness brings

As my fingers press onto the strings

In yet another clumsy chord

Haligh, haligh, an awful lie

This weight will now be satisfied

I`m gonna give you only one reply

I know not who I am

But I talk in the mirror

To the stranger that appears

Our conversations are circles

Always one sided

Nothing is clear

Except we keep coming back

To this meaning that I lack

He says the choices were given

Now I must live them

Or just not live

But do you want that?

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