The phone slips a loose grip Words missed, then some apology I want to tell you this No, it's just some guy she's been hanging out I don't know, the couple of weeks, I guess
Thank you and hang up the Let the funeral start, the casket close Let's pin split black to your overcoat The laughter pours under doors in this house I don't understand that sound no Seems artificial, a TV set
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, weight, it must be satisfied You offer one reply You not what you do As you and tear your hair from roots Of that same you've twice removed Now, a lock of hair you said would Our would never die, well, ha ha ha
I everything, the words we spoke on freezing South Street All those mornings watching you get for school You combed hair inside that mirror The one you blue and glued with jewelry tears about those bright colors Would make you feel better
But now we speak with ruined And the words we say aren't for anyone It's just a mumbled sentence to a passing But was once you You you hate my suffering, and you understood And take care of me You'd always be there, are you now?
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, The plans were never But to hang like yarn and twine Dangling my eyes As you tear and your hair from roots From same head that you have twice removed Now, a lock of hair you said would Our love never die
And I sing and sing of things The pleasure that my brings As my fingers onto the strings Yet clumsy chord
Haligh, Haligh, an lie This weight now be satisfied I'm gonna give you one reply I not who I am? But I in the mirror To the that appears Our conversations are one sided, nothing is clear
Except we keep coming To meaning that I lack He says "The were given" And now, you must live Or just not But do you that?