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 guys she has been hanging out with
I don't know the past couple of weeks I guess.
Thank you and hang up the phone.

Let the funeral start.
Hear the casket close.
Let's pin split-black ribbon to your overcoat.

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 a lock of hair

You said would prove our love would never die.
Well ha ha ha.
But 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 said you hate my suffering,
And you understood and you'd take care of me.
You would always be there.

Well where are you now?
Haligh, Haligh, Haligh, Haligh,
The plans were never finalized

But left to hang like yarn and twice dangling before my eyes.
As you tear and tear your hair from roots
From that same head that 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 you get another clumsy
chord.

Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie.
This weight will now be satisfied.
I will 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 and always one sided,

Nothing is clear.
Except we keep coming back to this meaning that I lack.
He says the choices were given and now I must live them

Or just not live,
But do you want that?