Like the headless horseman who returns to town to get his head
I've come back to town to get mine
But unlike his way of being loud and beheading boastfully
I snuck in to get mine
"Oh what a loss," I used to say
"Oh what a loss," it's true today
It was a precious thing we lost
And I come back to town with my head
I've come over hills, I've dug up graves
To show my bed