Written for a friend of mine who hanged himself in late 1991.

Closure

What have you done? Look what you did
What have you done? Look what you did

How could you go and do such a terrible thing to me? To me? To me?
How could you go and do such a terrible thing to me? To me? To me?

Suicide kills the living
The choice is selfish and it's no way out
It may have brought you peace in the end, my friend
I'm here to tell you more about the part you left out

How could you go and do such a terrible thing to me? To me? To me?
How could you go and do such a terrible thing to me? To me? To me?

How could I face your mother?
What could I possibly say?
You come and haunt me in my dreams at night
I want to see you again, but this isn't the way

What have you done? Look what you did
What have you done? Look what you did

There was another road out of hell
Out paths were different, but not as you say
I turned my back one too many times
How could I know it would end up this way

[bridge]
Are you truly at rest, my friend?
I hope you are and you felt little pain
The peace you've found is a one-way street
For the living, the torment may not find an end

Life is a work in progress
One that you never got through
Have you thought of all you left behind?
I hate to think that will not again find you
 

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